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Updated: June 14, 2025
Nobody else laughed, and Lowboy explained his joke. "Dog, doggedly, see?" "It's a poor joke," said White Owl, flying down the stairs. "Make a better one then," said Lowboy. "I never joke," said Owl. "None of our family ever did." "So that's what's the matter with them all," said Lowboy. "I always wondered or should I say I owlways wondered?" "That's really a good joke," said Ember.
For this Hortense was glad; she feared that it would hurt Highboy and Lowboy to have the drawers forced open and, besides, she meant that night to do her best to rescue them from the Little People. To that end she ran to the hedge which divided her yard from Andy's and, calling to Andy, told him her purpose. "There are queer doings in this house."
You see, both Highboy and Lowboy will have to eat thirteen cookies, too, making fifty-two for all of us." "I wonder how many Alligator would have to eat?" said Andy. "Most likely a whole jar full, he's so big." "He can't ride anyhow," Hortense began, and then clapped her hand to her mouth and refused to say another word.
All-y all-y out's in free." Malay Kris crawled out from behind the clock, and the others appeared one by one. "Lowboy's It," said Hortense. Lowboy shut his eyes and began to count. Hortense seized Andy by the hand and ran with him up the stairs. "We'll hide in the attic," she whispered. Up and up they ran, softly opened the door to the attic, and hid behind a trunk in the corner.
She began to be a little afraid of the cat, for she felt that everything in the room disliked him. The lowboy no longer smiled but looked rather solemn and foolish. The chairs stood stiffly, as though offended at his presence. The white owl glared fiercely with his yellow eyes, and the firedogs fairly snapped their teeth. But the cat did not mind. He lay on the hearthrug and grinned at them all.
"I shall have to get Fergus to pry open the drawer of the lowboy," said Grandmother. "It won't open at all." Then noticing Hortense's soiled dress for the first time, she added, "Dear me, child, you should have on a clean dress." "The drawer in the highboy wouldn't open, Grandma," said Hortense. "And your Grandfather is looking for the horses. They have disappeared," said Grandmother.
After she had locked and latched the door she set about the business of emptying her kit bags. She hung the evening gown she had worn all day in the locker, laid her toilet articles on the dresser, and set the brass hand warmer on the lowboy. Then she let down her hair and began to brush it. She swung a thick strand of it over her shoulder and ran her hand down under it.
The image didn't deign to reply. "I wish I could make him talk," said Hortense aloud. Somebody snickered in the corner. "Sounds like Lowboy," said Hortense. Lowboy started to run for the door but collided with a chair. "I've scratched myself," said Lowboy. Hortense did not wait to console him. Instead, she ran to the newel post. "One, two, three for Lowboy!" she called. "Lowboy's It.
He stood in the middle of the room with his tail waving to and fro and looked suspiciously from side to side. Both Firedogs growled; the Cat spit; White Owl cried, "Who-oo-o," and flew down from his perch. In a twinkling Hortense was running down the hall, hand in hand with Highboy and Lowboy, behind Coal and Ember.
"You are all very disagreeable to-night," announced Hortense. "Let's vote for the most disagreeable person," said Lowboy. "I nominate Hortense. Are there any questions? If not, the ayes have it and Hortense is elected." Hortense was so angry that she walked away and would hear no more. Nor did she even wait to see that Alligator returned to the parlor.
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