"It would be kind of nice to have a job this winter, wouldn't it?"
said Mickey thoughtfully. "My mother would like that. Well, if
you're sure Miss Putnam won't come out with a broom when she sees
me, I'll go."
"No, she won't," Sister assured him. "I don't believe she's so
cross when you know her."
"'Cept about tar," said Brother sorrowfully.
Mickey looked at them, mystified.
"What about tar?" he asked. "Has Miss Putnam any?"
CHAPTER XXII
MICKEY OWNS UP
Brother told Mickey the tar incident in a few words.
"And you can't make her believe Betty and I didn't put it on her
porch," he concluded. "She's just 'termined we did it."
"And she sent the policeman to your house and all," mused Mickey.
"Gee!"
His face was rather red and he looked at Brother and Sister
queerly. He opened his mouth as though to say something, then
apparently changed his mind.
"Well, we have to go home," declared Brother. "You'll go see Miss
Putnam, won't you, Mickey?"
"I suppose so," muttered Mickey. "So long!"
"Maybe he doesn't like it," said Sister as they went on toward
their house.
"Oh, yes he does," replied Brother confidently. "He'll go, you see
if he doesn't.
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