"You said you wouldn't stay late," went on Mother Martin, as the
Curlytops got out of the goat-wagon.
"We didn't mean to, Mother," said Ted.
"Oh, but we're so scared!" exclaimed Jan, and as Grandma Martin put
her arms about the little girl she felt Jan's heart beating faster
than usual.
"Why, what is the matter?" asked the old lady.
"Me wants a wide wif Nicknack!" demanded Baby William, as he stood
beside his mother in the doorway.
"No, Trouble. Not now," answered Ted. "Nicknack is tired and has to
have his supper. Is there any supper left for us?" he asked eagerly.
"Well, I guess we can find a cold potato, or something like it, for
such tramps as you," laughed Grandpa Martin. "But where on earth have
you been, and what kept you?"
Then Ted put Nicknack in the barn. But when he came back he and Jan
between them told of having stayed playing later than they meant to.
"Well, you got home only just in time," said Mother Martin as she took
the children to the dining-room for a late supper. "It's starting to
rain now."
And so it was, the big drops pelting down and splashing on the
windows.
"But what frightened you, Jan?" asked Grandma Martin.
"It was a queer blue light on Star Island."
"A light on Star Island!" exclaimed her grandfather. "Nonsense! Nobody
stays on the island after dark unless it's a fisherman or two, and the
fish aren't biting well enough now to make anyone stay late to try to
catch them.
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