Jud carefully put the baby owls back. Then they planted the fern in the paper cup, found Bobby, who was trying to fish with a breadcrumb tied to a string, and told him about the owls, and then they heard the wagon coming for them.
“Have a good time?” asked Peter, as he helped them all in and the wagon started its noisy trip home. Peter was eating one of the sandwiches they had saved for him and looked very contented.
“Such a nice time,” said the four little Blossoms.
“Was there any mail?” asked Aunt Polly.
“Just one letter,” replied Peter.
But that was a very important letter, as the Blossoms found out when they were once more 180 at home and Aunt Polly read it to them while Linda was getting supper.
“Mother’s coming!” cried Bobby, meeting Jud on his way to the barn.
“That’s fine,” said Jud heartily. Then his face fell.
“But you don’t want to go home yet!” he urged. “Vacation isn’t over so soon, is it? There’s lots we planned to do we haven’t done.”
“Mother’s going to stay a week,” said Bobby happily. “School doesn’t open for two weeks, but we have to go home and get ready. Say, Jud, I didn’t miss Mother––not such a lot, that is––but now I miss her dreadful much.”