"Oh! didn't old Pharaoh get drowned—
Oh! didn't old Pharaoh got drowned—
Oh! DIDN'T old Pharaoh get drowned in the Red sea?"
"Is Carl here?" asked Louise, looking in; "here's Ikey."
"What are you boys going to do this afternoon? Don't you want to play something?" asked Bess.
"No, thanks, we have something else on hand," was the unsatisfactory reply.
"What?" said Louise.
"Never mind; little girls mustn't ask questions," responded Carl paternally, as he and Ikey left the room. A moment later he returned to call through the half-opened door, "I know something I'm not going to tell."
"Never mind, I can get it out of Ikey," responded Louise.
"Unfortunately he doesn't know it," came from the third-story stairs.
"Perhaps Mandy will let us make some candy; let's ask her, and not tell the boys," Louise suggested.
So while Joanna carried Carie off for a walk the others went down to the kitchen.