"You ought ter care, Carrots. Isn't there any water 'round here?"
"Yes; there's a hydrant in the other corner of the yard."
"Take this piece of soap an' my towel, an' go over there. Try it once, an' see how much better you'll feel."
As he spoke, Teddy unrolled his newspaper valise, took from it the articles mentioned, and handed them to his friend, who looked at the collection in a suspicious sort of manner, as if questioning whether it would be exactly safe for him to make the experiment suggested.
"I'll do it! By jinks! I'll do it jest once for luck!" he said; and five minutes later the operation had been completed.
Carrots, with every freckle showing on his face, his skin glowing from the unwonted use of soap and water, and a broad streak of dirt left just in front of his ears and extending under his chin, returned to the dwelling almost shamefaced.
"There! if you feel as much better as you look, you must be jest humpin' yourself," Teddy said, admiringly. "Only you didn't wash far enough back."
"What's the matter now?" Carrots asked in surprise.
"It seems to me as if you'd shoved the dirt back instead of washin' it off."
"Well, see here, Teddy: I did this thing to please you, didn't I?"