David drew his head out of the box so that he could see his mother and answer her. His face was pretty red.
"I'm a plumber, mother," he said, "and I'm doing the work in the bathroom. Plumbers always do it this way."
David's mother laughed.
"So they do, dear, pretty nearly," she said. "Be very careful of the candle, and don't burn yourself or set the box afire, and be sure to blow it out when you are through."
And David nodded and put his head back in the box, and his mother went in, smiling.
And his cat came and stood on the cover boards that had been left on, and she put her head down and peered into the box, but she didn't get in.
And that's all of the plumber story.