“We’ll turn the next corner, and then we’ll hide in a doorway,” Bert explained. “If any old woman is following us she’ll think we kept right on and we can see who she is.”
“Oh, I know, like playing tag,” said Nan.
So the children turned the next corner quickly, and then, swinging back, hid themselves in a doorway. They waited, but no one followed them. They waited some little time longer. Then Bert stepped out and looked back down the street from which they had turned.
“No one’s coming,” he said. “I guess you didn’t see anybody, Nan.”
“Yes, I did,” she insisted.
When the twins reached home with the medicine, and told their parents about the matter, Mr. Bobbsey said:
“I don’t believe it was the same old woman. She doesn’t want to be found out, that’s certain; so she wouldn’t come back to the same town in which she deserted the baby. It was some other old woman, Nan.”
“Well, perhaps it was, Daddy,” said Bert’s sister.
After that they thought no more about it. The new medicine seemed to be just what Baby May needed, for she was much better the next day. She really had the jaundice, and her skin grew ever so yellow, causing the Bobbsey twins to fear for the worst. But their mother laughed at their alarm and said Baby May would soon be better.
And she was. A few days later she could be taken out in the yard and allowed to sleep in the hammock beneath the overshadowing trees.