"Biddy went away yesterday morning," said Molly, "but I know where the eggs are."
Whatever she and Petish could not find, Don and Rad could, and Aunt Sally was the best kind of a cook.
It was nearly six o'clock when Mrs. Burnell said to her husband: "I'm glad Berry waked up. She's all dressed now, and I can wrap her up warm."
"So am I, my dear. I'll go right down with you."
"Those poor children! I haven't the heart to look at them. Let's hurry down."
So they did, and Berry went down in her mother's arms, but they little dreamed what was coming.
A great shout welcomed them as they opened the door of the dining-room.
"Wish you Merry Christmas."
"Oh, Sally! Frank! I am so glad! But how did you get in?"
"Breakfast's ready."