Sue squeezed her doll, as she did when "loving" her.

"There you are! Your doll's all right," said Grandpa Brown. "Now you
children must not come near the well again. When you want to give your
doll a bath, Sue, dangle her in the brook, where it isn't deep. And if
you put a cork in the hole in her back, she won't get full of water and
sink."

"That's so," said Bunny Brown. "The water leaked in through that hole.
We'll stop it up next time, Sue."

"Oh, no!" Sue cried. "That hole is where she breathes. But I'll only
wash her in a basin after this, so she can't get drowned."

It was now time for bread and jam, and Sue and Bunny were soon eating it
on the shady back porch. Mother Brown told them, just as their grandpa
had done, to keep away from the well, and they said they would.

Bunny and Sue then went wading in the brook until dinner time. And then
they had a little sleep in the hammocks in the shade, under the apple
tree.

"What shall we do now, Bunny!" asked Sue when she awoke from her little
nap, and saw her brother looking over at her from his hammock. Sue
always wanted to be doing something, and so did Bunny. "What can we do?"
asked the little brown-eyed girl.

"Let's go out to the barn again," said Bunny. "Maybe Bunker Blue, or
Ben, is out there now, making some more circus things."