The Monkey and Clown had been glad to see each other when they met again after having been separated at the store. Each one had different adventures to tell.
All of a sudden, as Herbert and Sidney, with their Monkey and Clown toys, were making each other laugh by the funny antics of the two playthings, a voice called:
"Boys, do you want some bread and jam?"
"Oh, I should say we did!" cried Herbert.
"We're coming," answered Sidney, for it was the jolly, good-natured cook who had called to them from her kitchen where she had just made some fresh raspberry jam.
Leaving the Monkey and the Clown on the porch, the boys ran around to the side door for their jam and bread.
"Now we have a chance to talk," said the Monkey to the Clown.
"Yes, but it will not be for very long," was the answer. "Those boys will soon be back here. They'll not eat forever. I was just wondering—"
"What?" asked the Monkey, for the Calico Clown suddenly stopped speaking and looked down the street. "What were you wondering?"
"Well, just NOW I am wondering if that is your brother," went on the Clown, pointing toward the gate with one hand on which was fastened a clanging cymbal. "Look, here comes a chap who looks just like you, except that he has no stick, and his cap is blue, while yours is red. And hark! I hear music!"