"Brownie! Here, Brownie!" called Sister frantically. "Brownie,
come back here!"
The theatre was in an uproar in a minute. Ladies began to shriek
that the dog was mad, and some of them stood upon the seats and
cried out. The men who tried to catch Brownie only made him bark
more, and the louder he barked the more the ladies shrieked.
Finally they stopped the picture and turned on the lights.
"Rhodes and Elizabeth Morrison!" said someone sternly. "What are
you doing here?"
There, across the aisle from Grandmother Hastings and Brother and
Sister, sat Daddy and Mother Morrison with Dr. and Mrs. Yarrow.
They had come to the movies, too!
"Is that dog Brownie?" asked Daddy Morrison, coming over to them.
Everyone had left his seat and the aisle was in confusion; people
talking and arguing and advising one another.
Sister nodded miserably. She felt very small and unhappy.
"Rhodes, go down and get Brownie at once!" commanded Daddy
Morrison.
When they were naughty, Brother and Sister were always called by
their "truly" names, you see.
"I'll go get him," gulped Sister. "I brought him--Roddy didn't
want me to."
Brownie came willingly enough to Sister and she gathered him up in
her arms.
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