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Page 43
"We'd like it if we had it every day," announced Hoopsy Topsy,
with her mouth full.
"Pie ev'y day!" agreed Dibbs, as he contentedly munched his piece.
The whole scene made a great impression on the two visitors, but
they were affected quite differently. Marjorie felt a strong
inclination to get away as soon as she could, for, though she felt
very sorry for the poor people and was glad to give them things,
yet the situation was not at all attractive, and having done her
errand, she was quite ready to go.
Not so Molly. That active and energetic young person was dismayed
at the untidiness and discomfort all about, and felt a strong
desire at least to alleviate it.
"Mrs. Dunn," she said, "of course with your injured hand and foot
you can't sweep. Mayn't I just take a broom and brush up a little?
You'd be so much more comfortable."
"Land sakes, child, 'taint fer you to be sweepin' our house! Ella
here, she can sweep; and Hoopsy Topsy's a good fist at it."
"I shall tidy up the room to-morrow," said Ella, with an air of
haughty apology, "but to-day I have a hat to trim and I can't be
bothered with household matters."
"Ella's just great on trimmin' hats," observed her mother, "and
Mis' Green, she giv' her her last year's straw; and Ella, she'll
trim it up so Mis' Green herself couldn't recognize it!"
Marjorie didn't doubt this in the least, and as Molly's suggestion
had put an idea into her own head, she began to look upon an
acquaintance with the Dunns as a new sort of entertainment.
CHAPTER XII
THE BAZAAR
"Mrs. Dunn," Marjorie said, "please let Molly and me fix up this
room a little bit. Now, I'll tell you what: you and the children
take these baskets of things out into the kitchen and put them
away, or eat them, or do what you please. And then you all stay
out there until we tell you you may come back. Ella can trim her
hat if she chooses, and Hoopsy Topsy can take care of the
children, and you can go on with your reading which we
interrupted."
"Now, ain't you kind," said Mrs. Dunn; "I do declare that would be
jest lovely! I ain't had a good rest like that in I don't know
when! Hoopsy Topsy, you and Ella'll have to shove me out in this
here chair. I can hobble some, but I can't walk."
With the children's assistance, Mrs. Dunn was transferred to the
other room, her children followed, and Midge and Molly were left
to their own devices.
"It's hopeless," said Marjorie, as she looked around at the untidy
room.
"Not a bit of it!" declared Molly; "if I only had a decent broom
instead of this old stub! Now, I'll sweep, Mopsy, and you find
something that'll do for a duster, and we'll straighten up the
place in less than no time."
Molly was a brave little housekeeper, and though Marjorie knew
less about it, she was an apt pupil, and the whole performance
seemed great fun. In less than an hour the two girls had quite
transformed the room. Everything was clean and tidy, and Marjorie
had scampered out and picked a bunch of daisies and clover to
decorate the mantel.
"They haven't any pretty things," she said, as she scowled at the
effect of her bouquet in an old cracked jar. "I'll tell you what,
Molly, let's come back to-morrow and bring some little traps to
decorate with. I can spare a number of things out of my own room;
and Grandma will give me some, I know; and Uncle Steve will give
me some, too."
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