Just tell your aunt, sissy, that I called on her. Where's
my hat?"
He had mislaid it somewhere, and while he charged up and down the
parlor looking for it, Alan and Molly prudently withdrew, to laugh
unseen. At length he discovered it in the hall, and went away,
leaving the children to speculate vainly on the cause of his
visit.
"Sissy!" exclaimed Polly violently. "Sissy! I wonder how he'd like
me to call him bubby! I'll try it, the next time he comes. But he
stayed so forever that we shan't have time to cook any potatoes
for dinner."
They surely would not, for the fire was out and the stove was
cold.
"Your poor father!" groaned Molly. "And we weren't going to let
him know that anything was wrong."
"Never mind," said Polly; "we'll give him just meat and pudding.
That's enough for any man."
They cheered up at that, and, with Alan's help, they went to work
to build a fire, making many discoveries during the operation
about dampers and grates and their uses. But time, always
unaccommodating, refused to wait for them, and six o'clock came
far too soon, and brought the doctor in its train.
Dr. Adams was rather perplexed when he went into the house and was
met by no one at the door.
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