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Vacation with the Tucker Twins

Chapter 4 BUBBLES.

Word Count: 1766    |    Released on: 06/12/2017

late enough to sleep, anyhow, when one has gone to bed at nine. Tweedles

e in mine and very youthful, never before having had one on. Father and I had had several nice trips together but we had always gone to some city and had never taken in

the kitchen fire before

ee. The eyes were grey and there was a dimple in her chin, but the bathing cap concealed her hair and forehead; and, after all, the colour of the twins' hair and the way it grew on their foreheads wer

and wake up poor Miss Cox. We started the fire and put on the tea kettle and, as an afterthought, I went back and filled the Marion Harland p

kind of a locker-up are you,

hut it last night and locked

t and the blue tea-pot is still on the mantelpiece. Come on, I'll race you to the wat

he bay. "Some swimmer, too! Just look how fast he's going!" The swimmer wa

ere longing to get out into deep water and I have always had a wholesome dread of being a nuisance. They plunged in and were off like a school of porpoise, one minute under water and the next leaping high into the air. They seemed

and splashing and gurgling as I was guilty of! My head went under and my feet refused to leave the surface. I thought

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noise of water

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e busy, too, and just when I got to the last line, quoted above, I felt a str

spot where my dear little friend had gone down. But oh, such big bubbles! I thought you had ventured out beyond your depth, and here it is not much more than four feet of water," and Zebedee held me up while I spluttered and gurgled. Only the night bef

could stop spluttering enough to speak, and then we bot

ose water dogs as soon as I can and we will join you. I don't approve of staying in the water too long in the e

s bathroom-which had an outside entrance-where we had put our bath gowns so we would be able to drop our wet suits there. It took me only a few minutes to rub down and get into some dry clothes (thanks to middy blouses, which were surely invented for gir

s to stir up a pan of batter bread, Mammy Susan's kind with lot

e one who had made the rule the night before that bathers must enter from the rear and leave their wet suits in the bathrooms. I hadn't the heart to remind him; besides, I knew Tweedles would take great joy in doing so. I gave him a cup of steaming coffee and then made him h

," I said as I put the sliced bacon in the fry

see, Jinny opened it. She has decided not to let anybody wait on her, after all. Tweedles are quite disconsolate. They have been planning to be so unselfish and here Jinny is refusing to be ill, and here you are, the honored guest, cooking breakfast on this, our first morning at the beach." H

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