"Now you've done it!" cried Brother. "Jimmie will be just as mad!"
They found an old broom and swept the broken glass under one of
the heavy floor pads. Then, very much subdued, they went into the
house and were so quiet for the rest of the afternoon and through
supper that Mother Morrison wondered if they were sick.
They were having dessert when the doorbell rang and Molly went to
the door. She came back in a moment, her eyes round with wonder
and looking rather frightened.
"It's Mr. Dougherty, sir," she said to Daddy Morrison. "He wants
to see you."
Mr. Dougherty was Ridgeway's one and only policeman.
CHAPTER XVI
MISS PUTNAM COMPLAINS
At the mention of the policeman's name, Sister had given a gasp.
No one noticed her as Daddy Morrison pushed back his chair and
went into the hall.
"I wonder what he wants?" mused Mother Morrison, helping Ralph to
blackberries.
"Sister, you're spilling juice on the tablecloth," reproved Dick.
"Look out, there goes another spot."
Sister was trying to eat her berries, and also plan what to say
when the policeman should send for her. She was sure that he had
heard about the broken case of butterflies, for Jimmie, when
greatly provoked at her long ago, had threatened to tell Mr.
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