How will that do?"
"That's fine, Daddy!" replied Brother gratefully. "Thank you ever
so much--wait a minute, Daddy--"
"I'm just saying the good-bye," called Sister, who loved to
telephone.
"Good-bye, youngsters," said Daddy Morrison, laughing as he hung
up the receiver.
"Well, for goodness' sake, what are you two doing here?" demanded
Louise, coming through the hall with something hidden in her
apron. "Who said you could telephone? Whom did you call up?"
"Daddy," answered Brother serenely. "He said I could call the
office again at half-past twelve. What you got, Louise?"
"Secrets," said Louise mysteriously. "People with birthdays
shouldn't ask questions."
She hurried on toward the kitchen and in a few moments the
children heard her laughing with Molly.
"I think Brownie is hungry," insisted Sister. "Aren't you ever
going to feed him?"
"Of course he's hungry," chimed in Grace, who had overheard.
"There's a bowl of bread and milk Mother fixed for him before
breakfast, out on the back porch, with a plate over it to keep the
cats out. Take him out there and feed him, Brother."
Brownie was indeed very hungry and the children enjoyed watching
him eat the bread and milk Mother Morrison had fixed for him.
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