There really was a hole in the little rubber hose of his engine, and the water did come out where it was not supposed to. That was what made Flossie get wet, but it was not much.
“And, anyhow, it didn’t hurt her rubber doll,” said Freddie.
“No, she likes it,” Flossie said. “And I like it too, Freddie, if it’s only make believe fun.”
“Well, don’t do it any more,” said Mrs. Bobbsey. “You’ll soon have water enough all around you, when you sail on the blue sea, and that ought to satisfy you. Mend the hole in your fire engine hose, Freddie dear.”
“All right, Mother,” he answered. “Anyhow, I guess I’ll play something else now. Toot! Toot! The fire’s out!” he called, and Mrs. Bobbsey was glad of it.
Freddie put away his engine, which he and Flossie had to do with all their toys when they were done playing with them, and then ran out to find Snap, the dog with which he wanted to have a race up and down the yard, throwing sticks for his pet to bring back to him.
Flossie took her rubber doll and went over to Helen Porter’s house, while Nan and Mrs. Bobbsey went back to the big closet to sort over the clothes, some of which would be taken on the Florida trip with them.
“I’m going to take my fire engine with me,” Freddie said, when he had come in after having had fun with Snap.
“Do you mean on the ship?” asked Nan.
“Yes; I’m going to take my little engine on the ship with me. But first I’m going to have the hose mended.”