“It has.”
“Oh, what?” asked both children, eagerly.
“Well, I think we will call it Patty pans,” and Aunt Jo retired, satisfied with the success of her last trap to catch a sunbeam.
CHAPTER VI
A FIRE BRAND
“Please, ma’am, could I speak to you? It is something very important,” said Nat, popping his head in at the door of Mrs. Bhaer’s room.
It was the fifth head which had popped in during the last half-hour; but Mrs. Jo was used to it, so she looked up, and said briskly,—
“What is it, my lad?”
Nat came in, shut the door carefully behind him, and said in an eager, anxious tone,—