Ave I got a Little Sister anywhere in this house? Inquired Laddie at the door, in his most coaxing voice. Yes sir, I answered, dropping the trousers I was making for Hezekiah, my pet bluejay, and running as fast as I could. There was no telling what minute May might take it into her head that she was a little sister and reach him first. Maybe he wanted me to do something for him, and I loved to wait on Laddie.