CHAPTER VIII
FISH HOOKS AND FLOATERS
“Mother! Are you awake?”
“Yes, dear.”
“There’s someone knocking—”
“I’m getting up.”
The knocking continued.
“Hey there, Nan!” called out Ted. “Get up and answer that noise. See what your old sale did! Wake us all up—”
“Ted, hush! Be quiet, Mother’s going down—”
“You ought to go. It’s your bargain day.”
As usual Ted was charging Nancy with delinquency. He wasn’t really quarreling, but just talking, as Nancy defined it. Mrs. Brandon had been dressing when the early knock first sounded, so that she was able to get down stairs almost directly afterward.