l show you how to play the
baseball game. You don't have to talk to play that."

They were having such a good time playing the baseball game that
neither one of them heard Grandpa Horton come into the room. He said
it was time for him and Sunny Boy to go home, but Bob was so eager to
finish an inning that Grandpa Horton said he would wait a few minutes.
Bob won, and this seemed to please him very much.

"I've going to leave word at Doctor Stacy's as we go past his office,"
said Grandpa Horton, buttoning Sunny Boy into his coat. "He will drop
in to-day to see your father and look you over, Bob. We won't try to
pay you for what you did for Sunny Boy, but you must understand that
you have made at least four good friends for life--Sunny Boy's father
and mother and his grandma and grandpa--and we claim the right of
friends to look after you. Your father has taken the sensible view,
and we've arranged matters so that you will all be more comfortable
till your father's arm heals. Then, when he has a job and you're rid
of that cold, you must go back to school. Sunny Boy's father may have
a place in his office this summer for a boy who goes to school
regularly through the winter."

Bob positively grinned with delight as Grandpa Horton and Sunny Boy
shook hands with him and said good-bye. He looked so happy that Sunny
Boy asked his grandfather, when they were out in the street, if Bob
wanted to go to school.

"I don't know about that," replied Grandpa Horton, "though I think he
does. But Bob's mother told me he is wild to get in an office. He
wants to learn to use the typewriter. The poor lad has been staying
out of school trying to earn a little money since his father hurt his
arm. That is why he is afraid of policemen, Sunny Boy. He is really
playing hookey, though not for his own pleasure. Still, we must see
that he stays in school and has a fair chance."

Though Sunny Boy was in a great hurry to get home and tell his mother
and his grandma and Harriet about Bob, he was willing to wait while
Grandpa Horton stopped at the doctor's office and left word with the
nurse there to have the doctor stop at 674 White Street. That was the
house in which the Parkney family lived.

What a lot Sunny Boy and Grandpa Horton had to tell when they reached
home!

"I never heard anything so lucky in my life," declared Harriet, who
always was counted one of the family. "Mrs. Horton, don't you think I
ought to make some chi