“Excuse me!” spoke up the little fellow, looking out of the window, “but here comes your grandmother.”
“I better run and let the water out of the bath-tub,” said Mary Frances.
“Mary Marie didn’t get her bath!” exclaimed Scissors Shears. “She didn’t get her bath!”
“Well, she went in bathing, anyhow,” said Tommy Pin Cushion. “Didn’t you see? Both her feet were wet!”
“That’s how wet you’d get if you went swimming,” said Scissors Shears. “She’ll go in bathing when the little Miss finishes her suit—maybe.”
“Mary Marie is going in bathing!”