One morning David heard the rattle of a wagon; and he looked and saw a wagon stop at the new house, and he saw the nice foreman that he knew, and there were two other men.
And the men jumped out, and the foreman jumped out, and David hurried to go over there. He hurried so fast that he forgot to take his cart, and he forgot to call his cat, but his cat came just the same, and she ran on ahead, with her bushy tail sticking straight up in the air.
And when the foreman saw the cat, he knew that David couldn't be far off, and he looked up and he saw him.
"Hello, Davie," he said. "I'm glad to see you."
"Hello," David said. "What are you going to do?"
"I'm going to sort of clear up the place, Davie. Don't you think it needs it? And I'm going to have all this rubbish carried off or burned up."
David nodded, but he didn't say anything; and he reached up, and he put his little hand into the foreman's big one.
Then the two men who had come with the foreman began to pick out the boards that were good.
There were some great heavy planks which were covered with plaster and spattered with paint, but they were good planks and could be used again.
The men took these planks, one man at each end, and they brought them to the wagon and they put them in.