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Having displayed their military prowess to the utmost in these warlike shows, they marched in glittering order to the Chelsea Bun House, and regaled in the adjacent taverns until dark. Then at sound of drum they fell in again, and returned amidst the shouting of His Majesty's lieges to the place from whence they came.
I told him that those that were to be understood literally, we understood them so; but for those that were to be understood otherwise, we endeavoured so to understand them. Fost. He said, which of the Scriptures do you understand literally? Bun. I said this, "he that believeth shall be saved."
How many dolls did you say there were, Cousin Tom?" "Six. One for each of the six little Bunkers." "Pooh! I don't want a doll!" exclaimed Russ. "I'm too big!" "So'm I!" added Laddie. "Very well. And as there are six dolls and only four who will want them, that will leave two over, so if Rose or Violet or Mun Bun loses a doll we'll have two extra ones.
Then they played other games with the spinning wheels, making believe they worked in a big factory, and things like that. By this time Laddie and Russ had forgotten about Mun Bun, and the little fellow had wandered off by himself to the place in the attic where the strings of sleigh bells hung. He had fun jingling these. Then Russ and Laddie found something else with which to play.
On this day it was so cold that the white bears winked their pink eyes, as they plapped up and down by their pool, and seemed to say, "Aha, this weather reminds us of dear home!" "Cold! bah! I have got such a warm coat," says brother Bruin, "I don't mind"; and he laughs on his pole, and clucks down a bun.
Margy suddenly remembered that when she had seen Bobo before he had been chained right at this little house. Maybe it was his house, although it was bigger than any doghouse she had ever seen before. "We don't want him in here," cried Mun Bun. "There isn't any room for him." Then he cried to the big hound: "Go 'way! You'll spoil our Christmas tree." The big hound came nearer, but more quietly.
Rose was out in the kitchen, watching Grandma Ford make an apple pie, and Rose was singing away, for she was trying to make a pie also a little one with pieces left over from her grandmother's crust. Up to the attic went Russ and Laddie, and Mun Bun followed them. "I want to come and watch you," he said, shaking his pretty, bobbed hair around his head. "Shall we let him?" asked Laddie.
"It's been just the nicest outing that ever could be!" said Rose, when the good-byes were being spoken. "I'm sure I'll never forget this lovely place." "I's coming back some day if they want me," put in Mun Bun quickly. And at this everybody smiled. Then all climbed into the automobile which was to take them to the railroad station.
Margy and Mun Bun were delighted with the "chickens" as they called most of the fowl the Armatages kept. But there were many different kinds not alone of hens and roosters; for there were peafowl, and guineas, and ducks, and turkeys. And in addition there was a flock of gray geese.
Just as Laddie said: one minute he was there, and the next minute he wasn't. He seemed to glide right out of sight. Cowboy Jack had called Mun Bun a blob of quicksilver; and you know you cannot put your finger on a blob of quicksilver, it runs so fast. That is what Mun Bun had done.
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