“It is so clear that if he is in the bottom we can see him, that’s one comfort,” suggested Skeeter, but the rest of them could not extract much joy from the fact.
“I am scared to look in!” exclaimed Lucy, hiding her eyes.
“Nothing in there but a bullfrog,” reassured Frank, so they left the reservoir and climbed on up the mountain.
Susan and Oscar took the path around the mountain. The two devoted servants were so deeply concerned about their darling Bobby, very precious now that he was lost, that they felt there was no way to express their concern but by quarreling with each other.
“Whin I sint him to you, why’n you keep keer er him?” grumbled Oscar.
“Wherefore you didn’t keep keer er him yo’ se’f?”
“I ain’t no nuss!”
“Me neither! I done hi’ed out fur a housemaid. I is demeanin’ of my rightful oaths to be adoin’ what I is. If the haid of our sassiety should git wind of all the occupations I is a occupying I ain’t got a doubt she would read me out in meetin’.”
“Well, nobody ain’t a goin’ to blow ’bout what wuck you does but yo’se’f. I can’t see but what you keeps to yo’ vows well enough. If lookin’ after chillums aint ’ooman’s wuck I lak to know what is.”