“I want to see a boy named Otto,” said Sonny Boy. “I want to give him his parrot and—”
“Are you his brother?” asked the man. “Only relatives admitted.” And when Sonny Boy shook his head he shut the door.
“‘ARE YOU HIS BROTHER?’ ASKED THE MAN.”
“Cock-a-doodle! Remember the Maine!” screamed Polly.
The man opened the door enough to look at the parrot.
“Please won’t you see if Otto has my white mice?” urged Sonny Boy.
“His sister is here. You might send for her to come out,” said a boy in buttons at the man’s elbow.