The three strolled toward the lake, down the winding path. Janet saw, in a clump of trees, some pretty blue flowers.
“Oh, I know what I’m going to do!” she cried. “I’m going to pick a bouquet for mother to put on the table. It looks so pretty! I’ll get some flowers!”
“I’ll pick some green ferns to go with the bouquet,” added Ted, as he saw a clump near the blue flowers. “Come on, Trouble, you help me pick the ferns.”
Janet started toward the clump of blue flowers. She did not know that the posies grew on the edge of a hole that was filled with water and very sticky mud. As the grass grew tall near the edge of the hole Janet could not see it.
Up to the pretty blossoms she ran, and she reached her hands out to pick some. Ted, who was watching her, suddenly saw his sister go out of sight. He knew she had fallen down, but he did not know just how it had happened.
“Janet! Janet!” he cried. “What’s the matter?”
“Ted!” she answered. “Oh, Teddy, I fell in! Come and get me out!”
CHAPTER XI
TROUBLE IN THE AIR
Teddy Martin ran to the edge of the little bank over the top of which he had seen Janet’s head a moment before. The boy had his hands full of ferns, but he dropped these as he ran forward, calling:
“I’m coming, Jan! I’m coming! Wait for me!”