In the confusion of placing family and guests, Douglas forgot all about the bottomless chairs. After everyone was seated she suddenly remembered them with horror.
“Suppose the count got one of them!” It made very little difference about anyone else. But the count! All of that charm and elegance in a chair with no seat!
As soon as grace was said, Bobby, with a shriek of delight, suddenly collapsed and disappeared.
“One chair accounted for!” thought Douglas.
Bobby’s heels were sticking up and he peered saucily through his feet at the astonished company.
“I done got a Goldilocks’ cheer,” he announced. “‘An’ Goldilocks sat, an’ sat, an’ sat, an’ sat ’til she sat the bottom out of the little bar’s cheer.’”
“Bobby, take your seat!” commanded Mr. Carter, trying to look stern.
“I done took it!”
“Get up!”