Four little Blossoms at Brookside Farm - Tim And Angi

napkin.
Dot's Adventure 51
"Perhaps I can put a dry dress on you
on the boat. Now try to eat quietly, dear; we
haven't much time."
The shower-bath of milk rather subdued Dot
for the moment, and lunch was finished without
further mishap. Then a brief walk through the
pretty little country town brought them to the
lake.
"O-oh! Isn't it lovely!" breathed Meg. "Just
see how it sparkles in the sun. Don't you like
it,
Dot?"
"It's all right," agreed Dot carelessly.
Her quick eyes had spied an old organ grinder
and his monkey on the other side of the dock.
She slipped under the rope, where the people
who wanted to take the boat were standing, and
ran over to the music.
"We needn't have hurried," said Mother Blossom,
coming back to her little folk. She had
been to the office to have the baggage checks
looked after. "The boat is held up for another
half hour because of some engine trouble.
Where's
Dot?"
Well, vi here was Dot?
Meg had thought her