"Yes it did!" declared Lizzie, but in a low voice, so neither of the ladies would hear her.  "That rocker ran off by itself, you'll find! Something happened to hurt its feelings, just as happened to the old gas stove.  This is a very queer house," she went on, shaking her head as she went down into the laundry again.  "A very queer house! Strange things happen here!  I wouldn't be surprised to see the piano go flying out of the window some day, or the old couch walk off the front porch!  No, indeed!"