he went past. But Mother Elephant said, "No, you can't have any doughnuts. Only good Little Elephants get doughnuts."
Mother Elephant put him into bed and left the room with his wet overalls. Little Elephant lay there and thought about those doughnuts. Then he heard someone tip-toeing up the stairs. The door opened softly and there was Aunt Amy with a big plate of sugared doughnuts.
Little Elephant bounced up in bed. "Sh-sh!" said Aunt Amy. "I'm sure you didn't mean to be naughty. Perhaps these doughnuts will help you to remember not to slide on the barn roof any more."
"Ummmmm!" said Little Elephant as he slipped one doughnut on the end of his trunk and reached for two more. Now he felt terribly sorry about Aunt Amy's best umbrella, and he wondered if she knew what had happened to it.
Aunt Amy set the plate down and went away. Little Elephant ate one doughnut and then another and another. He felt full right up to his neck. Still there were more doughnuts on the plate. They were awfully good. So he ate and ate till they were all gone. Then he pushed the plate out of sight under the bed.
Mother Elephant noticed that Little Elephant didn't eat much supper that night. She wondered if he
