"Come on, Jan!" called her brother one morning after breakfast. "Come on down to the lake."
"What're you goin' to do?" she asked.
"I think he had better look for the 'g' you dropped," said Mrs. Martin with a laugh.
"What 'g?' asked Jan.
"The one off 'going,'" was the answer. "You must be more careful of your words, Janet dear. Learn to talk nicely, and don't drop your 'g' letters." She had been trying to teach this to the Curlytops for a long while, and they were almost cured of leaving off the final "g" of their words. But, once in a while, just as Jan did that time, they forgot.
"What are you going to do?" asked Janet, slowly and carefully this time.
"Sail my boat," answered Ted. "I'll give your doll a ride if you want me to."
"Not this one," replied his sister, looking at the one she carried. It had on a fine red dress. "Why not that doll?" Ted inquired.
"'Cause your boat might tip over and spill my doll in the lake. Then she'd be spoiled and so would her dress. Wait. I'll get my rubber doll. Water won't hurt her."
"My boat won't tip over," Ted declared. "It's a good one."