CHAPTER IX
THE STRIPED CALF
Bunny Brown was so surprised at seeing the rubber doll and string slip back with a splash into the well, that, for a moment, he did not know what to do or say. He just stood leaning over, and looking down, as though that would bring the doll back.
"Oh, dear!" sighed Sue again. "Oh, Bunny!"
"I—I didn't mean to!" pleaded Bunny sadly enough.
"But I'll never get her back again!" went on Sue. "Oh, my lovely rubber doll!"
"Maybe—maybe she can swim up!" said Bunny.
"She—she can not!" Sue cried. "How can she swim up when there isn't any water 'cept away down there in the bottom of the well?"
"If she was a circus doll she could climb up the bucket-rope, Sue."