"James was the littlest," said Freddie.
"Yes," said Aunt Amanda, nodding her head to herself as if at a gentle memory.
"He was too little to go out much with the others," said Freddie.
"Yes," said Aunt Amanda, "he was too little."
"And Jenny," said Freddie, "she wouldn't go with Robert the day he ran away. He wanted her to, but she wouldn't."
"No," said Aunt Amanda, "she wouldn't."
"He was gone all day," said Freddie.
"Yes," said Aunt Amanda, "he was gone all day, and he didn't get back until after dark. I didn't know where he was. When he got back it was dark, and he was muddy all over. I was terribly worried."
THE END.