"My job!" shouted Junior. "I get a bucket and carry up the sand!"
"I bring the tub and pump the water!" cried Mary.
"Me shoo turkey!" announced Bobbie.
"I lift the tub to the edge of the shade and carry out the Butterfly!" said Peter.
"And where do I come in?" demanded Mickey.
"Why Mickey, you 'let' them!" cried Peaches. "You 'let' them! An' you earn the money to pay for the new back, when I get strong enough to have it changed, an' the Carrel man comes! Don't you 'member?"
"Sure!" boasted Mickey, taking on height. "I got the biggest job of all! I got the job that really does the trick, and to-morrow I get right after it. Now I must take you back to the house to rest a while."
"Aw come on to the barn with me!" begged Junior. "Let father carry her!
Ain't you going to be any company for me at all?"
"Sure!" said Mickey. "Wait a minute! I'd like to go to the barn with you."
He dried Peaches' feet with his handkerchief, stuffed his stockings in his pocket, and picked up his shoes.