Aunt Polly scooped him into her lap and gave him a big hug.
“Now where in the world did you get that idea?” she said.
“I found it,” confided Twaddles cheerfully.
Dot had already disappeared. She thought it time to begin her packing. Presently they heard her in the house tumbling books out of the bookcase on to the polished floor.
“Glory be, whatever are ye doing?” came Norah’s cry. “Haven’t I enough to be doing, without ye upsetting a room as fast as I put it in order?”
CHAPTER IV
THE WILLING PACKERS
Meg rushed into the house.