"Are you hungry, Hal?"
"Indeed I am! This island is a good place for getting hungry."
"And this is a good place to be stopped from getting hungry," laughed
Grandpa Martin, as he pulled his chair up to the well-filled table
near which Nora stood ready to serve the meal.
The Curlytops and Hal had just a little idea that the grown folks
would not like their plan of digging a gold mine, so nothing was said
about it. Hal, Ted and Jan looked at one another when their plates
were emptied, and then all three of them started once more back toward
the big hole.
"Where are you going?" asked Mother Martin.
"We----" began Jan, then stopped.
"Oh, we--we're playing a game," answered Ted. It was a sort of game.
"Can't you take Trouble with you? You haven't looked after him to-
day," went on Mrs. Martin, "and I want to help Nora. Take Trouble with
you."
"All right," agreed Ted, though he thought perhaps Baby William might
be in the way at the gold mine.
"Where is he?" asked Jan.
They looked around for the little fellow. He was not in sight.
"He got down from the table and was playing over there on the path a
while ago," said Grandpa Martin, and he pointed toward the path that
led to the gold mine. But Trouble was not in sight now.
"He must have wandered off into the woods," said his mother. "I've
kept him close by me all day, and he didn't like it.
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