The automobile itself was bumping along as if, indeed, it was floating
down some stream, or had gone to sea like one of Mr. Brown's boats. The
dogs had ceased their whining now.
"I guess they were scared, out there all alone," said Bunny, when he was
nearly dressed. "I'm glad they're in here with us now."
"So am I," said Sue, as she came out into the sitting room, where Mother
Brown had turned on the electric lights. It was a bit cool in the auto,
for the storm had taken all the heat from the air, but there was danger
in lighting one of the stoves. Though he did not let the children know,
Mr. Brown thought there might be a risk of fire if the gasolene stove
were lighted, because the big car might overturn.
"Now to see what it's all about," said Mr. Brown, when he and Uncle Tad
were fully dressed. "We'll find out if we are adrift on the Atlantic or
Pacific ocean, and how to get to shore."
He was putting on his rubber boots and raincoat, and Uncle Tad was doing
the same thing. Then Mr. Brown got a lantern and lighted it, for he was
going to open the back door of the car to look outside, to see where the
flood was taking them. For he was sure now, by the motion of the
automobile, that the heavy rain had turned a small stream, near which
they had stopped for the night, into a small-sized river, and that had
risen high enough, or had come down with force enough, to sweep the big
auto-van ahead with it.
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