except the one line that ran to the city, but the automobile
traffic was rather heavy and one had to remember to stop and look
both ways before crossing a street.

"Let's take Brownie with us," suggested Brother, when they were
ready to start out to spend their wealth. "We can carry him if he
gets tired."

The fat little collie puppy wagged his tail cordially. He loved to
go walking and felt that too often he was neglected when he should
have been invited. He always wore his silver collar, and Louise
had given Brother a little leather leash that could be snapped on
when he took the dog outside the yard.

"Want to go, Brownie?" asked Sister. "Want to go out?"

Brownie barked sharply. Indeed, he did want to go!

Brother and Sister took turns leading him, and before they had
gone very far they met Nellie Yarrow. She offered to go with them
and she was much interested to hear that there was a new sandbox
in the Morrison yard.

"I'll come over and play with you this afternoon," she promised.
"Let me lead Brownie, Roddy?"

Brother gave her the leash, watching her anxiously. Nellie was
sometimes careless with other people's property, he had learned,
though she was so generous with her own it was hard to refuse her
anything.