"
"They would know it anyhow," mourned Lina; "we'll never get
this paint off of our feet. We had better get right down and
see if we can't wash some of it off."
While they were talking the owner of the ladder, who had not
noticed them--and was deaf in the bargain--had quietly removed
it from the back-porch and carried it around to the front of
the house.
The children looked at each other in consternation when they
perceived their loss.
"What we goin' to do now?" asked Billy.
"If this ain't just like Billy, all time got to perpose to clam'
a ladder and all time got to let the ladder get loose from him,"
growled Jimmy. "We done cooked a goose egg, this time. You got
us up here, Billy, how you going to get us down?"
"I didn't, neither."
"Well, it's Miss Minerva's house and she's your aunt and we's
your company and you got to be 'sponsible."
"I can clam' down this-here post," said the responsible party.
"I can climb down it, too," seconded Frances.
"You can't clam' down nothing at all," said Jimmy contemptuously.
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