Bert. "This hose might sprinkle you by accident, the same as it did
when Freddie had it," he added.

"Huh! I know what kind of an accident that was!" spoke Danny, with a
sneer.

"You'd better get out of the way," went on Bert quietly. "I want to
sprinkle that flower bed near where you are, and if you're there you
might get wet, and it wouldn't my fault."

"I'll fix you!" growled Danny, springing forward. Bert got ready with
the hose, and there might have been more trouble, except that Sam, the
colored man, came out on the lawn. He saw that something out of the
ordinary was going on, and breaking into a run he called out:

"Am anything de mattah, Massa Bert? Am yo' habin' trouble wif anybody?"

"Well, I guess it's all over now," said Bert, as he saw Danny turn and
walk toward the gate.

"If yo' need any help, jest remembah dat I'm around," spoke Sam, with a
wide grin that showed his white teeth in his black, but kindly face.
"I'l1 be right handy by, Massa Bert, yes, I will!"

"All right," said Bert, as he went on watering the flowers.

"Huh! You needn't think I'm afraid of you!" boasted Danny, but he kept
on out of the gate just the same. Sam went back to his work, of weeding
the vegetable garden and Bert watered the flowers. Pretty soon Freddie
came back.