“Oh, isn’t he cute!” exclaimed Rose.
“He’s a good dog!” declared Russ.
“Will he bring out a stick for me?” asked Laddie.
“He’ll do it for anybody,” answered Ralph.
“I’ll try it,” said Laddie.
In he tossed his stick, and in plunged Jimsie after it, bringing it back to shore, which made Laddie laugh. Then Jimsie gave himself a shake, sending a shower of drops all over Rose, who was near him.
“Oh!” cried the little Bunker girl in surprise.
“Jimsie, don’t you know any better than that?” cried Ralph, in a scolding voice. “Shame on you!”
“Oh, I don’t mind,” said Rose quickly. “This is an old dress and water won’t spot it. There, go in and get my stick!” she ordered, as she tossed hers into the brook. “You wanted me to throw it before, but I didn’t know what you meant by your barking. Now get the stick.”
Jimsie quickly brought the stick to shore for Rose. Then Ralph tossed one in and his dog got that. Russ and Laddie wanted to try their sticks over again, but Rose said: