"Whose--Archibald's?" asked Madeline, in surprise.

"No, the Clown's," answered Sidney, with a laugh. "I'm going to fix
it. Course a Calico Clown is worth more than a musical top, for the
Clown is new and my top was old. But a Clown with a broken leg isn't
worth so much."

"Is it worth anything?" asked Madeline. "I mean can you fix him?"

"Oh, yes," her brother answered. "He can still bang his cymbals, and
he can jiggle both his arms and the leg that isn't broken."

Sidney punched the Clown in the chest, and the red and yellow fellow
clapped his hands together and made the cymbals tinkle. Then Sidney
pulled the strings and the two arms of the Clown went up and down, and
one leg kicked out as nicely as you please. But the other leg did not
move.

"That's the leg that's broken," Sidney explained. "He got broken when
Pete made him do the giant's swing."

"He looks as though he was trying to dance on one leg!" laughed
Madeline. "He's awfully cute, but he's funny!"

"I'll soon fix him, and he'll be as good as ever," declared her
brother. "You'd better go and put your Rabbit in the sun to dry."

So Madeline did this, and very glad the sweet chap was to feel the
warm sun on his back, for he had been made quite drippy and sticky by
having fallen into the fountain.