Aggie was not long in returning to the room and this time she
bore in her arms the infant so strenuously demanded by its mad
mother.
"Here you are, Jimmy," she said; "here's the other one. Now
take him down stairs quickly before Alfred gets back." She
attempted to place the unresisting babe in Jimmy's chubby arms,
but Jimmy's freedom was not to be so easily disposed of.
"What!" he exclaimed, backing away from the small creature in
fear and abhorrence, "take that bundle of rags down to the hotel
office and have that woman hystericing all over me. No, thanks."
"Oh well," answered Aggie, distracted by the persistent ringing
of the 'phone, "then hold him a minute until I answer the
'phone."
This at least was a compromise, and reluctantly Jimmy allowed the
now wailing infant to be placed in his arms.
"Jig it, Jimmy, jig it," cried Zoie. Jimmy looked down
helplessly at the baby's angry red face, but before he had made
much headway with the "jigging," Aggie returned to them, much
excited by the message which she had just received over the
telephone.
"That mother is making a scene down stairs in the office," she
said.
"You hear," chided Zoie, in a fury at Jimmy, "what did Aggie tell
you?"
"If she wants this thing," maintained Jimmy, looking down at the
bundle in his arms, "she can come after it."
"We can't have her up here," objected Aggie.
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