"Because they both run," answered Russ. It was easy to guess the riddle
after Laddie had partly told it to him.

"Cousin Tom said lobsters run backwards," put in Violet, having heard
Rose say that Laddie started his riddle backwards. "What makes lobsters
go that way, Russ?"

"I don't know. I s'pose 'cause they like it."

"Do fish go backwards?" the little girl went on.

"I never saw any," Russ answered.

"And can they stand on their heads?" went on the little girl.

But no one could answer this question, and there was no time to do so,
anyhow, as they were now at Cousin Tom's bungalow, and from it came the
smell of many good things that had been cooked for supper.

"My! you have a houseful with all of us Bunkers," said the children's
mother, as they gathered about the table.

"Yes. There wouldn't be room for many more," said Cousin Tom's pretty
wife. "But I like company."

"Even if they eat so much it will keep you busy buying more?" asked
Daddy Bunker.

"Oh, I guess they won't do that," replied Cousin Tom, laughing.