“What have I done?”
“It’s what you didn’t do. You didn’t wake me up when the circus walked into our bedroom. Don’t you think I like to see camels and lions and things as well as you do? And hot coffee too! You were pretty mean to have all that fun by yourself.”
“That’s what!” concurred Tom.
“Well, there’s the telegraph office,” said Bob. “Say, fellows, supposing—supposing it hasn’t come!”
“Maybe it hasn’t—yet,” said Dan anxiously. “It’s only a little after eight, and if dad didn’t send it last night——”
“We ought to have said ‘Send immediately,’” interrupted Bob regretfully.
“That’s so,” agreed Tom; “immediately, if not sooner. But pshaw, why, I can just smell that money!”
“Wish I could smell the breakfast,” laughed Nelson. “Here we are.”
“Good morning,” said Dan. “Anything here for me?”
The operator shook his head.