“Wait a minute, Dot,” he said, catching hold of her blouse. “What on earth have you in your pockets, child?”
CHAPTER IV
DRIVING WITH DADDY
DOT wore a blue serge sailor suit and she had four pockets, two in the skirt and two in the blouse, and in addition there were two pockets in the blue reefer coat she wore. Apparently all six pockets were stuffed full of something.
“Mother said you shouldn’t put things in the pockets of your cloth dress,” Meg told her little sister. “They get stuck up and gummy and she can’t clean them.”
“Well, I thought I was going to wear this dress all day,” explained Dot, looking earnestly at Father Blossom, “so I wanted some raisins in case anyone was hungry while we’re out driving this afternoon.”
Dot showed them her coat pockets stuffed with raisins, packed in so tightly that they made two hard lumps. It was these hard lumps Father Blossom had felt when she brushed past him.
“What’s that in your blouse?” asked Bobby.
“My choc’late turkey,” said Dot. Alas, the chocolate had melted and the turkey was now sadly mixed with blue serge and red flannel.
“What’s in the other pocket?” suggested Twaddles.
Dot looked a little confused.