Oh, Bobus!" as he came
into the room with Mr. Ogilvie, "I've found out-—"
"I thought Jessie was here," he interrupted.
"She's gone home. I know what was wrong yesterday. We ought to have
isolated the hypo—-"
"Isolated the grandmother," said Bobus. "That has nothing to do with
it."
"I'm sure of it. I'll show you how it acts."
"I'll show you just the contrary."
"Not to-night," cried their mother, as Bobus began to relight the
lamp. "You two explosives are quite perilous enough by day without
lamps and candles."
"You endure a great deal," said Mr. Ogilvie.
"I'm not afraid of either of these two doing anything dangerous
singly, for they are both careful, but when they are of different
minds, I never know what the collision may produce."
"Yes," said Bobus, "I'd much sooner have Jessie to help me, for she
does what she is bid, and never thinks."
"That's all you think women good for," said Janet.
"Quite true," said Bobus, coolly.
And Mr. Ogilvie was acknowledged by his sister to have done a good
deed that night, since the Folly might be far more secure when Janet
tried her experiments alone.
CHAPTER XIV. PUMPING AWAY.
The rude will scuffle through with ease enough,
Great schools best suit the sturdy and the rough.
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