"Well, you see Grandpapa has so many things that it'll be hard to pick out five that he'd like," said Ben, "so I thought—"
"He'll like mine," interrupted Joel.
"Hold on, Joe, and wait till I get through," commanded Ben, turning on him.
"And if you interrupt again, you must walk behind, Joel," said Polly, severely.
"I don't want to walk behind," said Joel, ducking as he caught her glance.
"Well, then, you mustn't interrupt Ben again," declared Polly, in her most decided fashion.
"Oh, I won't, I won't!" he promised, much alarmed as he saw her face.
"See that you don't, then," said Ben. "Well, so it seems as if perhaps it would be a good plan to all put our money together and get Grandpapa one good thing."
"I think it would be a perfectly elegant plan," declared Polly, radiantly.
Joel stood stock-still twitching the end of Ben's coat, so that he was pulled up short. "I'm not going to put any money in," he cried in a loud tone.