"What does it matter WHAT the baby's name is so long as we have
to send it back?"
"I'll NOT send it back," declared Zoie emphatically, "at least
not until morning. That will give Jimmy a whole night to get
another one."
"Another!" shrieked Jimmy. "See here, you two can't be changing
babies every five minutes without Alfred knowing it. Even HE has
SOME sense."
"Nonsense!" answered Aggie shortly. "You know perfectly well
that all young babies look just alike. Their own mothers
couldn't tell them apart, if it weren't for their clothes."
"But where can we GET another?" asked Zoie.
Before Aggie could answer, Alfred was again heard calling from
the next room. Apparently all his anger had subsided, for he
inquired in the most amiable tone as to what baby might be doing
and how he might be feeling. Aggie crossed quickly to the door,
and sweetly reassured the anxious father, then she closed the
door softly and turned to Zoie and Jimmy with a new inspiration
lighting her face. "I have it," she exclaimed ecstatically.
Jimmy regarded his spouse with grave suspicion.
"Now see here," he objected, "every time YOU 'HAVE IT,' I DO IT.
The NEXT time you 'HAVE IT' YOU DO IT!"
The emphasis with which Jimmy made his declaration deserved
consideration, but to his amazement it was entirely ignored by
both women. Hopping quickly out of bed, without even glancing in
his direction, Zoie gave her entire attention to Aggie.
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