The children screamed louder than ever, for the dog's movements had made the tub tip back and forth, and they were well scared.
Dora had run down from her room, and was peeping through her opening in the hedge, to try to find out the cause of these terrible cries.

The wash-house stood quite near the hedge, but she could not see anything except the logs that carried the water to it from the spring.

She heard the cry "We are drowning!" and she ran back up-stairs, calling out, breathless with fright, "Aunt, aunt! two children are drowning over there! don't you hear them call ?" Her aunt had closed all the windows, but the screams penetrated even to her ears.
"Oh dear, what can that be ?" she exclaimed, in the greatest alarm.

"I hear a terrible cry; but who says they are drowning?
Mrs.Kurd! Mrs.Kurd! Mrs.
Kurd!" Meantime, Schnurri, all dripping-wet, ran to the shed where Battiste was shaping bean-poles for the kitchen garden.

The dog rushed at Battiste, barking furiously, seized him by the trousers, and tried to pull him along.
"Something is amiss," said the man to himself; and taking a long bean-pole on his shoulder, in case it should be needed, he followed Schnurri to the wash-house.