Bert got broom and dustpan and cleaned up the snow before it should melt on the carpet. He also picked up the broken pieces of glass, taking care not to cut his fingers, and put them in an ash can in the cellar.
“And now I guess it’s time I had my breakfast,” he decided, when everything had been made as nearly right as possible.
“I’ll eat with you,” said Nan.
“Haven’t you had your breakfast, either?” asked Bert, in surprise.
“I haven’t had time,” explained Nan. “I had to look after Aunt Sallie and the twins.”
She and Bert were on their way to the dining room, when suddenly they heard the voices of Flossie and Freddie.
“Stop! Now you stop, Freddie Bobbsey! Quit, I’ll tell Dinah on you!” Flossie wailed.
“Dinah isn’t here!” retorted Freddie.
“Guess those two need more looking after,” laughed Bert to Nan.
“Oh, they’re always up to something!” she sighed, as she hurried into the dining room.