Alan
ducked under Fee's bed, and came up on the other side with a triumphant
chuckle, while Paul rolled right over Fee's legs and landed on the
floor, where Phil grabbed him.
"Can't you behave yourselves, you young rascals?" demanded Phil,
sternly, giving Paul's arm a shake, and catching Alan by the collar.
"Just walk straight upstairs, and do as your sister tells you. Stop
your noise this minute,--do you hear me?"
But instead they both roared the louder, at the same time pulling and
tugging to get away. "She's just _horrid_!" asserted Alan, trying to
wriggle out of Phil's grasp. "I just wish she'd go an' live in some
other house, and never come back;" while between his sobs Judge drawled
out pertly: "She thinks she can treat us like anything 'cause nurse
isn't here to take our part. She won't let us do one single thing, an'
she's just as cross as an old cat--so _now_!"
"I am, eh?" cried Nora, indignantly. "Well, like it or not, you
will have to obey me. Go upstairs at once,--both of you! _Make_
them go, Phil!"
I felt awfully sorry for them,--you see I know Nora is a nagger, she
tries it on me sometimes; but they _were_ making a horrible din.
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