"
"I'm going to be a professor," said Teddy.
"Are you?" inquired his mother with a smile. "I hope you will get wise
enough to be one."
But Teddy did not speak all that was in his mind. If a professor was
one who found out things, then the small boy decided he would be one
long enough to find out about the tramps, and perhaps find the cave
where they lived, and then he could tell Jan.
When Trouble had been put into dry clothes and sent to sleep by his
mother's singing, "Ding-dong bell, Pussy's in the well," Jan and Ted
sat by themselves, talking over what had happened that day. Ted was
making a small boat to sail on the lake, and Jan was mending her
doll's dress, where a prickly briar bush had torn a little hole in it.
Early the next morning Ted slipped away from his place at the
breakfast table, and motioned to Jan to join him behind the sleeping
tent. Ted held his finger over his lips to show his sister that he
wanted her to keep very quiet.
"What's the matter?" she whispered, when they were safe by themselves.
"Did you see the tramp-man?"
"No, but I'm going to find him!"
"You are?" cried Janet, and her eyes opened wide with wonder and
surprise.
"Don't tell anybody," went on Ted. "We don't want Trouble to follow
us. Come on off this way," and he pointed to a path that led through
the bushes back of the tent.
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