"We—we fell in," said Sue.
"No, we slid in," Bunny said.
"Oh, dear! Well, however it happened, you are perfect sights!" gasped Mrs. Brown. "I never saw such children!"
Bunny and Sue told how it had happened—their sudden slide down the clay-hill—and, as they had not meant to get in the mud puddle, Mrs. Brown did not scold very much. It was an accident.
"But you must be more careful next time," She said.
"We will," promised Bunny.
He is always ready to promise.
"Anyhow," said Sue. "If we'e going to grandpa's we can't go to play near the frog pond any more."
"That's so," agreed Bunny. "Or even if we go for a ride in the big automobile. We won't get muddy any more. Mother."
Mrs. Brown and the cook took the muddy clothes off the children, and then Bunny and Sue each had a fine bath in the clean, white tub. Soon they were as nice and neat as ever.
"Now don't go away from the house," said
