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She started to rise, he caught her hand, but she pulled it away and resigned herself for a moment. Then she looked at him a long second and said, "Do you remember years ago at the Frye boy's party when we were little tots, and I chose you?" The boy nodded his head and turned full toward her with serious eyes. He devoured her feature by feature with his gaze in the starlight.
She looked back at him with a species of desperate courage. This sort of thing could not go on. She must be brave for once. Unconsciously she was still gripping the roses with both hands. "Mr. Waring " she began. "Tots," he substituted gently. "Well Tots," she repeated unwillingly, "I I want to ask you something." "Fire away!" said Tots.
By this time most of their fireworks had been shot off, though Daddy Bunker had insisted that they save a few for afternoon. And, making sure that the children did not have smoldering pieces of punk, which might set the barn on fire, Mrs. Bunker watched the six little tots run out there to have fun.
"What what?" said Uncle Davy between his sobs "I ain't a dyin', Hillard? Oh, yes, I be. Sally and Tilly both say so." "Now, look aheah, Davy, it ain't so. I've seed hundreds die yes, hundreds strong men, babes women and little tots, strong ones, and weak and frail ones, given to tears, but I've never seed one die yet sheddin' a single tear, let alone blubberin' like a calf. It's agin nature.
"I do hope Cousin Dorothy can come with us," said Nan, as she left Bert to walk along with Nellie Parks. "And I hope Harry can go," said Bert. "Better hurry along, Freddie," he called to his little brother. "There goes your bell, and yours, too, Flossie." The two little tots turned into the gate of the school that led to the yard where the smallest pupils formed in line.
We simply could not think of leaving them there to be buffeted about by unwilling neighbors no telling how long the mother will be unable to take care of them, if she ever is again. Now, the question is, what shall we do with these two tots?" Immediately there was a buzz of comment, and an avalanche of theory and advice began to flow from fifty tongues.
"Therefore, please forget anything I said or did, and would you give me some supper?" Benita did so, and he ate in silence, with some heartiness. When he had finished his food, and swallowed two or three tots of squareface, he spoke again: "I have come here, where I know I am not welcome, upon business," he said in a calm, matter-of-fact voice.
"What am I to do now with you two little tots, and that 'ere dawg?" said the cabby, coming up to the cab door. "There ain't no Mrs. West yere. And that 'ere young party" with a jerk of his thumb at the slatternly little individual who stood watching and grinning on the steps "her says as Mrs. West have gone to 'Mericy. Ain't there no one else as I can take you to, little uns?"
"Well, that was a good while ago," Flossie insisted, "and I was only a little girl. I hardly ever cry since I've growed up." "No, I guess that's right," Freddie said. "She's 'bout as brave as me," he went on to the man. "I'm sure she is, and I'm glad to hear that. You are both brave little tots, and I'm glad I found you.
With a sinking heart, she opened it, a jeweller's box with a strip of paper wound about it. The paper contained a message in four words: "With love from Tots." A wild tumult arose within her, and her fingers shook so that she could scarcely remove the lid of the box.
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