“No, Bully is ahead now,” called Lulu, and surely enough so Bully was, having made a sudden jump in the water.
And then, all of a sudden, before you could take all the seeds out of an apple or an orange, if you had one with seeds in, Bawly disappeared from sight down under the water. He vanished just as the milk goes out of baby’s bottle when she drinks it all up.
“Oh, look!” cried Lulu. “Bawly is going to swim under water!”
“That’s so he can win the race easier, I guess,” spoke Alice.
“What’s that?” asked Bully, wiggling his two eyes.
“Your brother has gone down under the water!” cried the two duck girls together.
“So he has!” exclaimed Bully, glancing around. And then, when he had looked down, he cried out: “Oh, a great big fish has hold of Bawly’s toes, and he’s going to eat him, I guess! I must save my brother!”
Bully didn’t think anything more about the race after that. No, indeed, and some tomato ketchup, too! Down under water he dived, and he swam close up to the fish who was pulling poor Bawly away to his den in among a lot of stones.
“Oh, let my brother go, if you please!” called Bully to the fish.
“No, I’ll not,” was the answer, and then the big fish flopped his tail like a fan and made such a wave that poor Bully was upset, turning a somersault in the water. But that didn’t scare him, and when he had turned over right side up again he swam to the fish once more and said: