"I cannot remember where I left him!" Marcella said.
"I thought he was with all the other dolls in the nursery, though!"
All day Sunday it rained and all of Sunday night, and Monday morning when Daddy started to work it was still raining.
As Daddy walked out of the front gate, he turned to wave good-bye to Mama and Marcella and then he saw something.
Daddy came right back into the house and called up the men who had put in the new shiny tin gutters.
"The drain pipe is plugged up. Some of you must have left shavings or something in the eaves, and it has washed down into the pipe, so that the water pours over the gutter in sheets!"
"We will send a man right up to fix it!" the men said.
So along about ten o'clock that morning one of the men came to fix the pipe.
But although he punched a long pole down the pipe, and punched and punched, he could not dislodge whatever it was which plugged the pipe and kept the water from running through it.