"All right," agreed Bunny. "Now it's my turn to pull her up and down,
Sue."

There was a long string tied around the doll, and the two children were
taking turns raising and lowering Sue's play-baby, so the rubber doll
would splash up and down in the water.

"All right. I'll let you do it once, and then it's my turn again," Sue
said. "I guess she's had enough bath now. I'll have to feed her."

"And we'll get some bread and jam ourselves, Sue."

Just how it happened neither Bunny nor Sue could tell afterward, but
Bunny either did not get a good hold of the string, or else it slipped
through his fingers.

Anyhow, just as Sue was passing the cord to him, it slipped away, and
down into the well went doll, string and all.

"Oh, Bunny! Bunny Brown!" cried Sue. "You've drowned my lovely doll! Oh,
dear!"




CHAPTER IX

THE STRIPED CALF