"We're through, anyhow," said Freddie. "You ought to see Snap jump over
the water."

"Oh, you children!" cried Nan, with a shake of her head. She seemed
like a little mother to them at times, though she was only four years
older.

Mrs. Bobbsey was very sorry to see Flossie so wet and bedraggled, and
said:

"You should have known better than to play with water with a clean dress
on, Flossie. Now I must punish you. You will have to stay in the house
for an hour, and so will Freddie."

Poor little Bobbsey twins! But then it was not a very severe
punishment, and really some was needed. It was hard when two of their
little playmates came and called for them to come out. But Mrs. Bobbsey
insisted on the two remaining in until the hour was at an end.

Then, when they had on dry garments, and could go out, there was no one
with whom to play.

"I'm not going to squirt the hose ever again," said Freddie.

"Neither am I," said his sister. "Never, never!"

Snap didn't say anything. He lay on the porch asleep, being cooled off
after his sport with the water.