I'm going to keep quiet for a few days,--a week, perhaps."
Fee was trying to speak in his usual way, but there was something in his
voice when he said that "perhaps" that made me just long to tell Phil
right out what the trouble was. As it was, maybe Phil noticed something,
for he eyed Fee sharply as he asked, rather anxiously: "Look here,
Felix, is there anything you're keeping back? Come to notice, you do
look rather white about the gills; do you feel ill, old fellow?"
I thought everything would come out then, for I knew Fee wouldn't lie
about it; and so it would, I'm pretty sure, if Paul and Alan hadn't come
bouncing into the room, and Nora behind them.
The boys flew to Fee's bedside. "Oh, Fee, _don't_ let her get us!" "Oh,
Fee, _do_ let us stay with you!" they cried at the same moment, while
Alan added saucily, "she just thinks we b'long to her!"
"They're the _rudest_ children I ever knew!" exclaimed Nora,
angrily,--just as if she knew all the children in the world! "They don't
know what the word, 'obedience' means. Come straight upstairs this
minute,--both of you!"
She made a dive for them, but the boys were too quick for her.
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