"What is it? What's the matter?" asked Bert, as Nan, once more, exclaimed:
"Look! Oh, look!"
"Is it a fire?" eagerly asked Freddie, as he wiggled about to get a better view of the window, since Bert and Nan stood so near it he could not see very well. "Is it a fire?"
"Oh, you and your fires!" laughed Nell, as she put her hands lovingly on his shoulders. "Don't you ever think of anything else?"
"Oh, is it a fire?" asked Freddie again.
"No, there isn't any fire," answered Billy, laughing, as his sister Nell was doing, at Freddie's funny ideas.
"But it's something!" insisted Flossie, who had, by this time, wiggled herself to a place beside Freddie, and so near the window that she could flatten her little nose against it.
"What is it you see, Nan?" asked Bert. "If it's more souvenirs I don't believe we can buy any. My money is 'most gone."
"Oh, but we must get these even if we have to go home for more money!" exclaimed Nan. "Look, Bert! Right near those old brass candlesticks. See that sugar bowl and pitcher?"
"I see 'em!" answered Bert.