Kit Kittredge: An American Girl Page #5

The house is chock-full of boarders,|which keeps us pretty busy.

Mrs. Howard and her son, Stirling,|moved into my bedroom.

We're almost there, lamby.

Lamby.

It's going to be strange|having a boy from my class living here.

But I guess I'll get used to it.

Mother moved into the sewing room|so we can squeeze in another border.

I thought that was very clever of her.

Now your room belongs to Miss Dooley...

... a dance instructor|who likes to practice her steps out back.

Though, I'm not at all sure|Mrs. Howard approves.

Did you know Mother|divided the living room in half...

... to make room for Miss Bond,|a mobile librarian who moved in last week?

Now, if she can only learn the difference|between the gas and the brake...

Oh, take cover!

We'll all breathe a little easier.

Where'd everyone go?

You'll be happy to know|we've been using...

... Aunt Millie's Waste Not, Want Not tips|to make meals stretch.

Like cutting one piece of toast|into four triangles...

... to make a whole loaf|go for three meals.

Mother says it's magic.

- But the real magician is our newest arrival...|- Jefferson J. Berk...

...master of misdirection, dean of deception,|and escape artist extraordinaire.

Observe.|I need a volunteer from the audience.

Young man.

- What's your name?|- Stirling.

Stirling.

- Do you mind wearing these for a while?|No. No.

Come with me.

Notice the strong solid-steel cuffs.|Can you get out of that?

- Are you sure? Are you sure?|- Yeah.

- Are you sure?|Ha, ha!

The only thing that can get you out of that|is this key.

We hope.|Sometimes it doesn't work though.

And then we have to cut you out of it.

Oh, there we are. All right, now,|would you hold this key for me, please?

Yes.

Don't lose it.|Will you put these on my wrists, please?

Yes.

Now.

Would you like me to free myself|from these?

With brute force or with magic?

- Magic.|Magic.

All right, then. All right, then.

Let's count. See how long it takes.

One, two, three...

Wow.

Wow!

- How'd you do that?|- It's magic.

And, Dad, please remember,|I miss you more than you know.

We all do. Never forget that.

Hi.

Hi.

Sorry.

Allergies.

These are from your room.

Uh, just leave them there.

I'll put them away.

Is that...

...Ernie Lombardi?

Yep.

A picture of the Schnoz.

Did you know|that he's the biggest player on the team?

Six-foot-three, 230 pounds.

He's my favorite.

That's funny. He's got a huge nose|and you've got...

Huge ears.

- I know.|- Ha, ha.

That's why I like him.

I'm sorry we put you out of your room.

That's all right.|I can get more writing done here.

- What do you write?|- News articles.

- For your family?|- And for the Cincinnati Register.

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