With a little sigh she blew out the flame in her hand and crept back beneath the shelter of her calico comforter.
She knew the symptoms only too well.
Willie was once again "kitched by an idee!"
CHAPTER III
A NEW ARRIVAL
The new idea, whatever it was, was evidently not one to be hastily perfected, for the next morning when Celestina went down stairs, she found the jaded inventor seated moodily in a rocking-chair before the kitchen stove, his head in his hands.
"Law, Willie, are you up already?" she asked, as if unconscious of his nocturnal activities.
The reply was a wan smile.
"An' you've got the fire built, too," went on Celestina cheerily. "How nice!"