CHAPTER XXIII
NOT ENTIRELY EXPLAINED
Joe Maroni smiled at Tess and Dot broadly, and the little gold ringsin his ears twinkled, when the girls approached his fruit stand.
"De litla ladies mak' Joe ver' hap'--come to see-a he's Maria. Maria,she got da craz' in da head to wait for to see you."
"Oh, I hope not, Mr. Maroni," said Tess, in her most grown-up way. "Iguess Maria isn't crazy, only glad."
"Glad a--si, si! Here she come."
Maria, who always was clean and neat of dress now, appeared from thecellar. She was helping her mother draw out the new baby carriage thatJoe had bought--a grand piece of furniture, with glistening wheels,varnished body, and a basket top that tipped any way, so as to keepthe sun out of the baby's eyes.
The baby was fat again and very well. He crowed, and put his arms outto Tess and Dot, and the latter was so delighted with him that shealmost neglected the Alice-doll in _her_ carriage.
The little Maronis thought that big doll and its carriage were,indeed, very wonderful possessions. Two of the smaller Maronis weregoing walking with the visitors, and Maria and the baby.
Joe filled the front of the baby carriage with fruit, so that thechildren would not be hungry while away from the house. Off theprocession started, for they had agreed to go several blocks to thenarrow little park that skirted the canal.
It was a shady park, and the Kenway girls and the clean, pretty Maronichildren had a very nice time. Maria was very kind and patient withher sisters and with the baby, and nothing happened to mar theafternoon's enjoyment until just as the children were about to wheelthe baby--and the doll--back to Meadow Street.
What happened was really no fault of any of this little party in whomwe are interested. They had set off along the canal path, when theresuddenly darted out of some bushes a breathless, hatless boy, whosetangled hair was fiery red!
Tess shrieked aloud. "Why! Tommy Rooney! Whatever are you doing here?"
The boy whirled and stared at Tess and Dot, with frightenedcountenance. Their appearance in this place evidently amazed him. Hestumbled backward, and appeared to intend running away; but his foottripped and he went down the canal bank head-first!
Splash he went into the murky water, and disappeared. The girls allscreamed then; there were no grown folk near--no men at all in sight.
When Tommy Rooney came to the surface he was choking and coughing, andpaddled for only a moment, feebly, before going under again. It wasplain that he could not swim.
"Oh, oh!" cried Dot. "He'll be drowned. Tommy Rooney will be drowned!And what will his mother say to _that_?"
Tess wrung her hands and screamed for help. But there _was_ no help.
That is, there would have been none for poor Tommy, if it had not beenfor quick-witted Maria Maroni. Quickly she snatched the baby from thecarriage and put him into Tess' arms. Then she flung out the pillowsand wrappings, and ran the carriage to the brow of the canal-bank.
Up came Tommy again, his eyes open, gurgling a cry, and fighting tokeep above the surface.
Up came Tommy again, his eyes open, gurgling a cry,and fighting to keep above the surface.]
"Look out, boy!" cried Maria, and she ran the baby carriage right downthe bank, letting it go free.
The carriage wheeled into the water and floated, as Maria knew itwould. It was within the reach of Tommy's still sturdy hands. Hegrabbed it, and although it dipped some, it bore up his weight so thathe did not sink again.
By that time men had heard their cries, and came running from thelock. They soon fished out Master Tommy and the baby carriage, too.
"You're a smart little kid," said one of the men, to Maria, and hegave her a silver dollar. Meanwhile the other man turned Tommy acrosshis knee to empty the water out of his lungs. Tommy thought he wasgoing to get a spanking, and he began to struggle and plead with theman.
"Aw, don't, Mister! I didn't mean to fall into your old canal," hebegged, half strangling. "I didn't hurt the water none."
The men laughed. "You ought to get it--and get it good," he said. "Butperhaps the dip in the canal was punishment enough for you. I'll leaveit to your mother to finish the job right."
"Say! does he belong to these little girls?" asked the other man."He's no Italian."
"Well, here's two girls who are not Italians, either," said the otherrescuer.
"He'll go home with us," declared Tess, with confidence. "If hedoesn't, we'll tell his mother, and she'll send a policeman afterTommy."
"Guess the little lady knows what she's about," laughed the man. "Comeon, Jim. The boy's so water-soaked that it's pretty near put his hairout. No danger of much fire there now."
Maria was afraid of what her father would do and say when he saw thecondition of the new baby carriage. She carried the baby home in herarms, while her little sisters carried the pillows and other things.Tess ordered Tommy Rooney to push the carriage.
Tess was very stern with Tommy, and the latter was very meek.Naturally, he was much subdued after his involuntary bath; and he wasworried, too.
"You--you going to make me go clear home with you, Tess Kenway?" hefinally asked.
"Yes, I am."
"Well," said the boy, with a sigh, "they'll just about kill me there."
"What for?" demanded Tess and Dot, in chorus.
"Guess you warn't at home an hour ago?" said Tommy, a faint grindawning on his face.
"No. We came over here right after lunch," said Tess.
"Wow! wait till you hear about it," groaned Tommy. "Just wait!" and herefused to explain further.
At the Meadow Street fruit stand, there was great excitement when theprocession appeared. Mrs. Maroni feared that it was the baby who hadfallen into the canal and she ran out, screaming.
Such a chattering Tess and Dot had never heard before. Joe and hiswife and all the children--including Maria and the baby--screeched atthe top of their voices. Somehow an understanding of the facts wasgathered by Mr. and Mrs. Maroni, and they began to calm down.
Then Tess put in a good word for Maria, and told Joe that she hadsaved the life of Tommy, who was a friend of theirs--and a friend ofthe "litla Padrona," as Joe insisted upon calling Ruth.
So the excitable Italian was pacified, and without visiting Mrs. Kranzon this occasion, Tess and Dot bade the Maronis good-by, kissed thebaby, and with Tommy Rooney started for home.
As they approached the old Corner House, Tommy grew more and moredisturbed. He was not likely to get cold, if his garments _were_ wet,for the day was very warm. Anyway, he wore so few garments, and theywere so ragged, that it did not seem to matter much, whether heremoved them in going in swimming, or not!
"You girls better go ahead and tell 'em," suggested Tommy, at last.
"Tell 'em what?" demanded Tess.
"Tell 'em----Well, tell 'em I'm coming. I wouldn't want to frightenyour sisters--and--and that woman."
"No, we won't," said Tess. "You are fixing to run away again. Don'tyou dare even _start_, Tommy Rooney."
"Well," grunted Tommy. "There's something going to happen, when we getthere."
"Nothing's going to happen. How you talk!"
"Oh, yes there is. I scared that woman pretty near into fits."
"What woman?" demanded Tess and Dot, together.
Tommy refused to be more explicit. They came in sight of the CornerHouse. As they entered by the back gate, Ruth and Agnes rushed outupon the rear porch, having caught sight of Tommy's disreputablefigure.
"There he is!" they shrieked.
Mrs. McCall was visible behind them. She said something far morepractical. She demanded: "Is that the boy that's been stealing my piesand doughnuts?"
Tommy shrank back and turned to flee. But Uncle Rufus darted out frombehind the woodshed and caught him.
"Glo-ree! is dis de leetle rapscallion I done see squeezin' out of datcellar winder? An' I declar'! I didn't t'ink nobody more'n a cat couldgit in an out o' dat winder."
A window opened above, and Mrs. Treble p
ut out her head. "Hold himtill I come down there," she ordered. "That little tyke tried to playghost and scare me. I'll fix him."
She banged the window again, and was evidently hastening down stairs.Even Dot turned upon the truant:
"Have you been living in our garret, Tommy Rooney?" she cried.
Tommy nodded, too full for utterance at that moment.
"And we thought it was a goat!" declared Dot.
"And you ate the cookies and doughnuts Mrs. McCall missed," accusedAgnes.
Tommy nodded.
"And the dolls' dinner out of our room," cried Dot. "And we thought itwas Sandy-face."
"Ah--well----I was starvin'," confessed Tommy.
At this point Tess came to the front again. She stood before Tommy,and even put Uncle Rufus firmly, though gently, aside.
"Stop!" she said to the wrathful Mrs. Treble, when that lady appeared."Tommy is a friend of ours. And he's been 'most drowned. You wouldn'twant to punish him any more to-day. Dot and I invited him home, andyou mustn't all _pounce_ on him this way. You know, his mother's along way from here, and he hasn't seen her lately, and--and he's sorryanyway. And it must be just _awful_ to be so hungry that you have to_steal_."
At this point gentle Tess' eyes ran over, and she turned to take thered haired boy's hand. To her amazement, Tommy's grimy face waslikewise streaked with tears.