n the tub was half filled, Ray Anderson called
them to come and see his new kiddie car and when that was duly
inspected, Sarah pressed Shirley into service to help her feed the
rabbits.

"Let's go up to the store and buy 'em some fresh carrots," Sarah
suggested. "I'll get the money out of the tin bank--Rosemary won't
mind, 'cause I'll pay her back soon as I can."

Rosemary was putting the money she earned into the little tin
chimney bank which stood on the mantel shelf in her room. She
called it the "ring fund" and to Sarah it seemed that there must be
money enough already in it to buy several rings. But Rosemary was
positive she still needed a great deal more.

Sarah and Shirley, by dint of much shaking and banging the bank
against the shelf edge, succeeded in extracting ten cents and with
this they purchased fresh young carrots, a delicacy much beloved by
the pampered rabbits. They had fed the rabbits and were swinging in
the porch swing, when they heard a cry from Winnie.

"For mercy's sake, where is the water coming from!" she shrieked.
"Look at it, leaking down through the ceiling and dripping on my
clean tablecloth--have the pipes sprung a leak?"

She dashed madly upstairs, Sarah and Shirley at her heels. The
bath-tub was overflowing and the floor was a lake.

"Don't ever let me hear of you sailing boats again, as long as I
live in this house!" Winnie scolded, as she rolled up her sleeves
and pulled out the plug. "Sarah, go down and get me the mop--quick!
It'll be a wonder if the plaster doesn't fall in the dining-room,
it's that soaked!"

Dinner was delayed because of the catastrophe and when Doctor Hugh
came in, hungry and tired, it was to find Winnie spreading a fresh
cloth on the table and scolding Rosemary vigorously.

"The time to be helping me is before such a thing happens,"
announced Winnie, twitching the linen angrily. "Is that you, Hughie?
Heaven alone knows when dinner will be ready to-night--I've been
made to set the table twice over and the potatoes boiled dry while I
was mopping up the bathroom."

In a few words she sketched the incident.

"Rosemary, can't you look after the children a little better, just
till your aunt gets back?" asked the doctor wearily. "Where were you
when they were letting the water run?"

"I was--out," said Rosemary lamely. "Just around," she added
hastily, seeing a question forming on his lips.

"Well you'll have to stay in to-morrow," he said decisively. "Au