On the third day the rain stopped, the sun came out, and with joyous shouts the Curlytops ran from Sunnyside Bungalow and down to the shore of Silver Lake, followed by Tom and Lola, with Trouble stumbling after them.
“Now we can go fishing again!” cried Tom.
“And sailing!” added Ted.
“And we can go in the woods!” said Lola.
“And wading!” shouted Jan.
It was very beautiful at Silver Lake after the storm. The rain had washed all the dust from the leaves of the trees, and when the sun shone on the leaves they were such a bright green that it was most pleasant to look at. The showers, too, made more blossoms come out in the woods, and Jan gathered a fine bouquet for her mother, who liked blossoms in the bungalow. But Jan took good care not to slip into any more bog holes as she picked the posies.
One day Uncle Ben had to go up to the far end of the lake, to a small town named Cardiff, to get some things Mrs. Martin wanted. Uncle Ben went in the motor boat, and he took Jan and Ted and Tom and Lola with him. Trouble was left at the bungalow with his mother.
“I wonder if anything will happen to-day?” said Ted, as he sat near Tom in the motor boat.
“What do you want to happen?” asked Uncle Ben.
“Oh, something queer—like a wild swan or a big fish,” answered Ted.