"Yes, I s'pose he could do that," agreed Teddy.

Baby William opened his mouth wide and yawned.

"I guess he'll do some _real_ sleeping," said Janet with a laugh.
"Come on, Trouble, before you get your eyes so tight shut you can't
open 'em again. Come on, we'll play camping!" and she led the way into
the sitting room and over toward the big couch at one end.

Many a good time the children had had in this room, and the old couch,
pretty well battered and broken now, had been in turn a fort, a
steamboat, railroad car, and an automobile. That was according to the
particular make-believe game the children were playing. Now the old
couch was to be a tent, and Jan and Ted moved some chairs, which would
be part of the pretend-camp, up in front of it.

"It'll be a lot of fun when we go camping for real," said Teddy, as he
helped his sister spread one of Grandma Martin's old shawls over the
backs of some chairs. This was to be a sort of second tent where they
could make-believe cook their meals.

"Yes, we'll have grand fun," agreed Jan. "No, you mustn't go to sleep
up there, Trouble!" she called to the little fellow, for he had
crawled up on top of the couch and had stretched himself out as though
to take a nap.

"Why?" he asked.

"'Cause the tent part is under it," explained his sister. "That's the