They let her get well in , and then pounced upon her , telling her the law , and demanding the story . Mrs. Jo was very much amused at the new trap , and consented at once , for the sound of happy voices had been coming across the hall so pleasantly that she quite longed to join them , and forget her own anxious thoughts of Sister Meg . `` Am I the first mouse you have caught , you sly pussies-in-boots ? '' she asked , as she was conducted to the big chair , supplied with refreshments , and surrounded by a flock of merry-faced listeners . They told her about Silas and his contribution , and she slapped her forehead in despair , for she was quite at her wits ' end , being called upon so unexpectedly for a bran new tale . `` What shall I tell about ? '' she said . `` Boys , '' was the general answer . `` Have a party in it , '' said Daisy . `` And something good to eat , '' added Stuffy . `` That reminds me of a story , written years ago , by a dear old lady . I used to be very fond of it , and I fancy you will like it , for it has both boys , and ` something good to eat ' in it . '' `` What is it called ? '' asked Demi . '' ` The Suspected Boy . ' '' Nat looked up from the nuts he was picking , and Mrs. Jo smiled at him , guessing what was in his mind . `` Miss Crane kept a school for boys in a quiet little town , and a very good school it was , of the old-fashioned sort . Six boys lived in her house , and four or five more came in from the town . Among those who lived with her was one named Lewis White . Lewis was not a bad boy , but rather timid , and now and then he told a lie .
One day a neighbor sent Miss XXXXX a basket of gooseberries .
Boy Crane Daisy Demi Jo Lewis Meg Nat Stuffy White