Rabbit. I think they are splendid," smiled Teenty.

"Want to go for an automobile ride, kiddies?" called Limpy-toes. "I have
made another seat and can take seven."

So the seven little patchwork sewers climbed into Limpy-toes' wonderful
automobile.

"Be careful of that bandage, Teenty," warned Dr. Grand-daddy. "I don't
want you to bleed any more."

Away they whizzed; along the blue Lakeside, by Polly-Wog Bridge, through
the Pine Grove, and up Laurel Lane, only stopping now and then while
Limpy-toes twisted up the spring and the kiddies gathered wild flowers.

"Are you all better, Teenty?" whispered Tiny, as they drove home to Gray
Rock Bungalow.

"Ah, yes, all better, Tiny," lisped Teenty. "You all said I daresn't cut
it. I think it is lovely to wear a short tail. Now you and I are real
honest-and-true twinnies again, Tiny."




CHAPTER VIII

WIGGLE BORROWS THE AUTOMOBILE