said Tommy from his lookout post on the front porch of their cottage. “Here they come! There are about six people in Captain Ben’s boat, and he’s towing two rowboats filled with people. I’ll go down to the dock and meet ’em!” “So will I!” said Djuna as he jumped up from the large, comfortable chair in which he was sitting. “Djuna!” Miss Annie said sternly from the davenport on which she was lying, propped up with pillows and covered with a light wool afghan of her own making. “You’ll do nothing of the kind! The doctor told you to rest and that’s what you’re going to do if I have to—” “Give me a bag of cookies!” Djuna interrupted with a snicker. But he dropped back into the chair from which he had arisen and touched the half dozen small bandages that were strapped to his face with adhesive tape to cover the cuts he suffered when Lame-Brain smashed the heliograph with a rifle bullet. “Humph!” said Miss Annie tartly, as her face reddened. “If those men had tasted one of my cookies I’ll bet we wouldn’t have had all that trouble.”
What do You think about The Brown Fox Mystery (1948)?
