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"Oh, I guess they're all right," said Mr. Bobbsey easily, as he turned over a page of the evening paper.
The next moment there came a shout from Dinah in the kitchen.
"Stop it, Freddie. Stop it, I say!" cried the fat, colored cook. "Yo' suah am gittin' me all wet! Oh, there it goes ag'in! Stop it!"
"I—I can't! " cried Freddie. "Hold your hand over it, Flossie!"
"Oh, now it's squirting on me!" came in Flossie's tones. "Make it stop, Freddie."
"It—it won't stop!" was the frightened answer.
"Oh! Land ob massy!" shouted Dinah. "Sam! Sam! Mr. Bobbsey, come heah quick! It's squirtin' all ober!"
"Oh! Something has happened!" exclaimed Mrs. Bobbsey, starting toward the kitchen.
"Maybe a water pipe has burst," suggested Mr. Bobbsey, dropping his paper and making a jump toward the kitchen. As he did so, he heard Dinah cry again:
"Oh, yo' am all wet, honey lamb! Yo' is