"And two left over!" added Russ.
"Oh, where did you get them?" asked Rose. "Oh, I just love mine!" and she hugged it to her closely.
"My doll's wet!" exclaimed Mun Bun, as he saw the damp dress on his plaything.
"Mine is, too," said Violet. "But all dolls have to be wet when they come out of the ocean, don't they, Daddy?"
"Yes, I suppose so. And that is where these dolls came from—right out of the ocean."
Then the children were told how the queer box had been found again floating near the beach and how Cousin Tom had waded out in his high rubber boots and brought it to shore.
Mother Bunker and Cousin Ruth came out to see the find and they, too, thought the dolls were wonderful.
"And we saw a fish that could walk," added Laddie when the dolls had been looked at again and again.
Then he and Russ told about the queer-looking skate.
The doll with the wig of black hair that had been soaked off was laid aside to be mended, as was the one the dress of which was badly stained by sea water. But the other dolls were almost as good as new. And, in fact, Rose and Violet would rather have had them than new dolls right out of the store, because there was such a queer story connected with them.