Dallas laughed. "You mean he heaped coals of fire on your head;
that is the expression the Bible uses."
"It's a funny one," Dimple responded, thoughtfully. "Anyhow, mamma, I
shall never, never try to break into any one's house again."
"I hope not."
"I really meant to ask you if we could go over there, mamma, but you had
gone out. We were in a dreadful trouble for a while."
"Yes, I know, dear. One very little wrong beginning sometimes leads to a
great deal of trouble; even grown people find that out."
"Do they? It always seems as if you must know everything, mamma."
She smiled and shook her head. Thus ended this incident, but neither
Dimple nor Florence ever forgot it.
CHAPTER V
Rock
Florence and Dimple with Rubina and Celestine were on the back porch,
when they heard some one whistle, and looking up they saw Rock coming
around the corner of the house.
"Good-morning," said he, "I am glad you have your dolls here; I want to
measure them."
"Why, are you a tailor?" asked Florence.
"No," he said, laughing, "only a cabinetmaker. I came over with a
message from my mother to Mrs. Dallas, and a message from myself to
yourselves."
"Have you given mamma her message?" asked Dimple.
"Yes," said he, "and mine is that I want you to come to tea with me
to-morrow evening, you and Florence and the dolls.
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