"You have broken one of the Brown house windows," he reported.
"It wasn't all his fault, it was partly mine," said Louise, who always stood by her friends in trouble.
"Oh, dear!" sighed Bess. "Just when we were going to be so good! What will Aunt Zélie say?"
"I'll have to go and tell them I did it, and that I'll have the glass put in," said Carl.
Louise at once volunteered to go with him, and Bess suggested, "Let's all go."
Ikey did not like the plan exactly, but he would not have objected for the world. Louise tossed back her long braids and put on her hat, and the solemn little party started out.
"Whom shall I ask for?" Carl suddenly demanded, as they marched up the newly reddened walk.
"Dear me! We don't know the name," gasped Bess, feeling inclined to turn and run.
"Never mind, just ask for the lady of the house," said Louise, her courage rising to the occasion. "It sounds beggarish, but you can't help it."
Bess and Ikey retreated a little when the door was opened by a woman who asked somewhat gruffly what they wanted.