“Oh, Dot and I just now gave Uncle Rufus a shower,” explained Tess.
“A shower?” Ruth cried.
“You mean you have been giving one of your dolls a bridal-engagement shower, and you let Uncle Rufus in on some of the things?” questioned Agnes. “It was kind of you, but——”
“No, we gave him a regular shower. Like a showerbath, you know.”
“You what?” gasped Ruth.
“That’s it. Yes, a shower. Dot’s doing it now. I got tired. It’s lots of fun! Oh, she wet him good that time! Look!”
She pointed out of the window.
CHAPTER XI
A STRANGE SUMMONS
What Ruth and Agnes saw was this. Stretched over the lawn was a hose that had been used for sprinkling the grass. Uncle Rufus, having finished wetting down the dry places, had laid the nozzle end of the hose down, with the water still running, and had walked back to the faucet to shut it off.
But as Ruth and Agnes watched, Dot picked up the nozzle end of the hose, with the water still spurting from it, and directed it toward the old colored man, spraying him well.