Now that you have met the chief members of the family, and know a
little of what has happened to them in the past you may be interested
to go back to see what the matter is with Trouble.

His mother turned him over and over in her arms, feeling of him here
and there. Trouble had closed his mouth by this time, having changed
his mind about crying. Instead he was very still and quiet.

"Trouble, does it hurt you anywhere?" his mother asked him anxiously.

"No," he said. "Not hurt any place. I wants to wide on Teddy's back
some more."

"The little tyke!" exclaimed Mrs. Martin with a sigh of relief. "I
don't believe he is hurt a bit."

"The stairs are real soft since we put the new carpet on them,"
remarked Nora.

"They are well padded," agreed Mrs. Martin. "I guess that's what
kept him from getting hurt. It was like rolling down a feather bed.
But he might have got his arm or leg twisted under him and have
broken a bone. How did he happen to fall?"

"We were playing Red Cross nurse," began Janet, "and Ted was a
soldier in a tent and--"

"But how could William fall downstairs if you were playing that sort
of game?" asked her mother.