The Corner House Girls Part 36

"Aw, don't, Mister! I didn't mean to fall into your old ca.n.a.l," he begged, half strangling. "I didn't hurt the water none."

The men laughed. "You ought to get it-and get it good," he said. "But perhaps the dip in the ca.n.a.l was punishment enough for you. I'll leave it to your mother to finish the job right."

"Say! does he belong to these little girls?" asked the other man.

"He's no Italian."

"Well, here's two girls who are not Italians, either," said the other rescuer.

"He'll go home with us," declared Tess, with confidence. "If he doesn't, we'll tell his mother, and she'll send a policeman after Tommy."

"Guess the little lady knows what she's about," laughed the man. "Come on, Jim. The boy's so water-soaked that it's pretty near put his hair out. No danger of much fire there now."

Maria was afraid of what her father would do and say when he saw the condition of the new baby carriage. She carried the baby home in her arms, while her little sisters carried the pillows and other things.

Tess ordered Tommy Rooney to push the carriage.

Tess was very stern with Tommy, and the latter was very meek.

Naturally, he was much subdued after his involuntary bath; and he was worried, too.

"You-you going to make me go clear home with you, Tess Kenway?" he finally asked.

"Yes, I am."

"Well," said the boy, with a sigh, "they'll just about kill me there."

"What for?" demanded Tess and Dot, in chorus.

"Guess you warn't at home an hour ago?" said Tommy, a faint grin dawning on his face.

"No. We came over here right after lunch," said Tess.

"Wow! wait till you hear about it," groaned Tommy. "Just wait!" and he refused to explain further.

At the Meadow Street fruit stand, there was great excitement when the procession appeared. Mrs. Maroni feared that it was the baby who had fallen into the ca.n.a.l and she ran out, screaming.

Such a chattering Tess and Dot had never heard before. Joe and his wife and all the children-including Maria and the baby-screeched at the top of their voices. Somehow an understanding of the facts was gathered by Mr. and Mrs. Maroni, and they began to calm down.

Then Tess put in a good word for Maria, and told Joe that she had saved the life of Tommy, who was a friend of theirs-and a friend of the "litla Padrona," as Joe insisted upon calling Ruth.

So the excitable Italian was pacified, and without visiting Mrs. Kranz on this occasion, Tess and Dot bade the Maronis good-by, kissed the baby, and with Tommy Rooney started for home.

As they approached the old Corner House, Tommy grew more and more disturbed. He was not likely to get cold, if his garments _were_ wet, for the day was very warm. Anyway, he wore so few garments, and they were so ragged, that it did not seem to matter much, whether he removed them in going in swimming, or not!

"You girls better go ahead and tell 'em," suggested Tommy, at last.

"Tell 'em what?" demanded Tess.

"Tell 'em--Well, tell 'em I'm coming. I wouldn't want to frighten your sisters-and-and that woman."

"No, we won't," said Tess. "You are fixing to run away again. Don't you dare even _start_, Tommy Rooney."

"Well," grunted Tommy. "There's something going to happen, when we get there."

"Nothing's going to happen. How you talk!"

"Oh, yes there is. I scared that woman pretty near into fits."

"What woman?" demanded Tess and Dot, together.

Tommy refused to be more explicit. They came in sight of the Corner House. As they entered by the back gate, Ruth and Agnes rushed out upon the rear porch, having caught sight of Tommy's disreputable figure.

"There he is!" they shrieked.

Mrs. McCall was visible behind them. She said something far more practical. She demanded: "Is that the boy that's been stealing my pies and doughnuts?"

Tommy shrank back and turned to flee. But Uncle Rufus darted out from behind the woodshed and caught him.

"Glo-ree! is dis de leetle rapscallion I done see squeezin' out of dat cellar winder? An' I declar'! I didn't t'ink n.o.body more'n a cat could git in an out o' dat winder."

A window opened above, and Mrs. Treble put out her head. "Hold him till I come down there," she ordered. "That little tyke tried to play ghost and scare me. I'll fix him."

She banged the window again, and was evidently hastening down stairs.

Even Dot turned upon the truant:

"Have you been living in our garret, Tommy Rooney?" she cried.

Tommy nodded, too full for utterance at that moment.

"And we thought it was a goat!" declared Dot.

"And you ate the cookies and doughnuts Mrs. McCall missed," accused Agnes.

Tommy nodded.

"And the dolls' dinner out of our room," cried Dot. "And we thought it was Sandy-face."

"Ah-well--I was starvin'," confessed Tommy.

At this point Tess came to the front again. She stood before Tommy, and even put Uncle Rufus firmly, though gently, aside.

"Stop!" she said to the wrathful Mrs. Treble, when that lady appeared.

"Tommy is a friend of ours. And he's been 'most drowned. You wouldn't want to punish him any more to-day. Dot and I invited him home, and you mustn't all _pounce_ on him this way. You know, his mother's a long way from here, and he hasn't seen her lately, and-and he's sorry anyway. And it must be just _awful_ to be so hungry that you have to _steal_."

At this point gentle Tess' eyes ran over, and she turned to take the red haired boy's hand. To her amazement, Tommy's grimy face was likewise streaked with tears.

CHAPTER XXIV