I didn't. I could hear him roar 'NO' every few minutes all night. I fell out of bed twice, dreaming that I was trying to get off of that old porch of his before he could grab me."
"Well, I guess we'd better not ask," said Jean, "because I'm pretty sure he'd have the same answer ready."
"He certainly ought not to mind having us take care of our own flowers," said Marjory.
"That's true," said Bettie, poking the moist earth with a friendly finger. "They're growing splendidly since the rain. See how nice and full of growiness the ground is."
"I can get more pansy plants," offered Marjory, "to fill up these holes the Milligan dog made."
"Mrs. Crane promised to give us some aster plants," said Mabel. "Let's put 'em along by the fence."
"Let's do," said Jean. "You go see if you can have them now."
