He might run away into the lake."
"Trouble wants a wide."
"Well, we'll give you a ride," added Jan. "But did mother or Nora give
you the knife to cut the rope?"
"No. Trouble got knife offen table."
"Oh, you must _never_ do that!" cried Jan. "You might fall on the
sharp knife and cut yourself. Trouble was bad!"
The little fellow had really taken a knife from the table, and had
sawed away with it on Nicknack's rope until he had cut it through.
Then Nicknack had wandered over to the green bower to get something to
eat, and Trouble, dropping the knife, had followed.
Mrs. Martin, to punish Baby William so he would remember not to take
knives again, would not let him have a goat ride, and he cried very
hard when Ted and Jan went off without him. But even little boys must
learn not to do what is wrong, and Trouble was no different from any
others.
One afternoon, when the Curlytops had been wandering around the woods
of the island, looking to see if any berries were yet ripe, they came
back to camp rather tired and warm.
"I know what would be nice for you," said Nora, who came to the flap
doorway of the kitchen tent. "Yes, I know _two_ things that would be
nice for you."
"What?" asked Jan, fanning herself with her sunbonnet.
"I hope it's something good to eat," sighed Teddy, as he sat down in
the shade.
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