It's too dark to laugh
now. Come in and sit down, Buster. It isn't safe to leave you out
there. No telling what you might not do after having given out such a
flimsy 'joke.'"
"Where shall I sit?" asked Margery, stepping in and glancing about the
room.
"Take the easy chair over there in the corner," suggested Harriet
smilingly.
"But there isn't any chair there."
"That ith all right. You jutht thit where the chair would be if there
were one," suggested Tommy.
"No sitting this evening," declared the guardian. "You will all
prepare for bed. At least two of you need rest--I mean Harriet and
Tommy."
"Yeth, we alwayth need that. I never thhall get enough of it until
after I have been dead ever and ever tho long."
"I am not sleepy, but, of course, being a leader now, I have to set a
good example," said Harriet lightly.
Tommy squinted at her inquiringly, as if trying to decide whether or
not it were prudent to take advantage of her now that Harriet was a
leader officially. She decided to test the matter out at the first
opportunity, but just now there was a matter of several hours' sleep
ahead, so Tommy quickly prepared for sleep, after which, straightening
out her blanket, she twisted herself up in it in a mummy roll with
only the top of her tow-head and a pair of very bright little eyes
observable over the top of the blanket.
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