"See here," he shouted at last, and his voice rang clear above every other noise, "can't we take him to Doctor Fisher's office—can't we, Grandpapa? Make Thomas turn about and take us there"—he fairly howled it now.
"And Doctor Fisher won't be there," screamed Frick, on just as high a key.
"Why not?"
It was impossible to stop the dreadful news of Larry's accident from coming now. And in a minute Frick had it all out in a burst, quite unconscious of Jasper's efforts, and well pleased at having something important to say.
"Larry's been run over by Mr. MacIlvaine's tallyho, and 'most smashed to death."
XX
THE COOKING CLUB
"Oh, my goodness me!" Alexia gave a jump, then ran for the closet.
"Dear me!" exclaimed Polly, standing quite still in the middle of the room, the lightning flash and the sudden peal of thunder coming without warning.
"Oh, I'm scared to death," cried Alexia, burrowing frantically; "come in here, Polly Pepper. Are you killed?" she screamed.