He gazed
at the face of the newcomer with the same ecstasy that he had
felt in the possession of her predecessor. But Zoie and Aggie
were looking at each other with something quite different from
ecstasy.
"My boy," exclaimed Alfred, with deep emotion, as he clasped the
tiny creature to his breast. Then he turned to Jimmy. "What
were you doing with my baby?" he demanded hotly.
"I--I was just taking him out for a little walk!" stammered
Jimmy.
"You just try," threatened Alfred, and he towered over the
intimidated Jimmy. "Are you crazy?"
Jimmy was of the opinion that he must be crazy or he would never
have found himself in such a predicament as this, but the anxious
faces of Zoie and Aggie, denied him the luxury of declaring
himself so. He sank mutely on the end of the couch and proceeded
to sulk in silence.
As for Aggie and Zoie, they continued to gaze open-mouthed at
Alfred, who was waltzing about the room transported into a new
heaven of delight at having snatched his heir from the danger of
another night ramble with Jimmy.
"Did a horrid old Jimmy spoil his 'itty nap'?" he gurgled to
Baby. Then with a sudden exclamation of alarm, he turned toward
the anxious women. "Aggie!" he cried, as he stared intently into
Baby's face. "Look--his rash! It's turned IN!"
Aggie pretended to glance over Alfred's shoulder.
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