"I don't know," he answered. "It's pretty hot."

There was nothing more they could do about the circus just then. Bunker
and Ben were to make some more trapezes, put other things in the barn,
and make the seats. Several other boys and girls had been asked to take
part in the "show," but they were not yet sure that their mothers and
fathers would let them.

So, for a few days, Bunny and Sue could do no more about the circus.

"But we ought to do _something_," said Bunny. "It's so hot--"

That gave Sue an idea.

"We could go paddling in the brook, and get our feet cooled off," said
Bunny's sister.

"Yes, but we wouldn't be back here in time to get our bread and jam."

"That's so," Sue agreed.

It would never do to miss "jam-time."

"My doll must be hot, too," Sue went on. "I wonder if we could give her
a bath?"

"How?" Bunny wanted to know.

"Why, down in the well," suddenly cried Sue. "We could tie a string
around her, and let her down in the well water. That would give her a