"Go out in de hall--I wants a big wide," directed Trouble.
"All right," assented Teddy. Out into the hall he went and then
forgetting, perhaps, that he had his baby brother on his back, Teddy
began to buck--that is flop up and down.
"Oh--oh! 'top!" begged Trouble.
"I can't! I'm a Wild-West pony," explained Ted, bucking harder than
ever.
He hunched himself forward on his hands and knees, and before he
knew it he was at the head of the stairs. Then, just how no one could
say, Trouble gave a yell, toppled off Teddy's back and the next
instant went rolling down the flight, bump, bump, bumping at every
step.
CHAPTER II
NICKNACK AND TROUBLE
"Oh, Teddy!" screamed Janet. "Oh, Trouble!"
Teddy did not answer at once. Indeed he had hard work not to tumble
down the stairs himself after his little brother. Ted clung to the
banister, though, and managed to save himself.
"Oh, he'll be hurt--terrible!" cried Janet, and she tried to get
past her older brother to run downstairs after Trouble.
But Mrs. Martin, who was in the dining-room talking to Nora Jones,
the maid, heard the noise and ran out into the hall.
"Oh, children!" she cried. "Teddy--Janet--what's all that noise?"
"It's Trouble, Mother!" announced Teddy. "I was playing bucking
bronco and--"
"Trouble fell downstairs!" screamed Janet.
While everyone was thus calling out at once, Baby William came
flopping head over heels, and partly sidewise, down the padded steps,
landing right at his mother's feet, sitting up as straight as though
in his high-chair.
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