"Honest Injun, I won't. You
aren't mad, are you, Dick?"
Dick was wrestling with a stiff collar before the glass in the
hall.
"No, I'm not mad, but I shall be in a minute," he announced
grimly. "Don't stand there and watch me, please; you make me
nervous."
"Come and take your bath, dear," called Mother Morrison.
"Don't you hear Mother? What are you waiting for?" demanded Dick.
"Waiting for you to kiss me good-night," answered Sister
composedly.
Dick stared at her. Then he laughed.
"There!" he said, picking Sister up and kissing her soundly. "Now
will you leave me in peace, you monkey?"
Sister was satisfied and hurried off to her bathing. When she came
out of the bathroom, she found Brother sleepily waiting for her,
sitting up, in his bed.
"If you hear Ralph in the morning," he told her earnestly, "you
call me, 'cause I want to see my own birthday present before you
do."
"Can't I look at it if you're not awake?" asked Sister hopefully.
"No, you mustn't," said Brother firmly. "It's my birthday present,
and I want to see it first. Now you remember!"
Mother Morrison kissed them both, put a screen in another window,
for the night was warm, and snapped off the light.
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