"There isn't anything the Parkneys, from the two-year-old to
Mrs. Parkney and me, wouldn't do for you, Mr. Horton."
CHAPTER XI
MR. HARRIS BRINGS A LETTER
Sunny BOY did not go to school the next day. There was no school to go
to. Though, even if there had been, he would not have gone, because he
did not wake up till half past ten, and then Mother and Harriet brought
his breakfast up to him on the pretty wicker tray.
When Sunny Boy had had his breakfast, he started to dress. While he
was dressing he told his mother and Harriet all the things that had
happened to him and the other children the day before. He had gone to
sleep almost as soon as Mr. Parkney brought him home. Of course Mrs.
Horton was anxious to hear what had happened to him after school was
dismissed that snowy morning.
It had stopped snowing--Harriet said it stopped during the night--and
the walks rang with the cheerful sound of shovels as men and boys went
about cleaning the pavements and streets. The sun came out, too, and
the outdoors was very beautiful, but so dazzling it made Sunny Boy
blink his eyes whenever he looked out of the window.
"Did Miss May know we were lost?" Sunny Boy asked his mother while she
was brushing his hair. He could brush his own hair, of course, but
Mrs. Horton said she liked to do it for him and then she was quite sure
he wouldn't forget. "Did she wonder where we were?"
"Poor Miss May!" said Mrs.
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