His mother had
called him and Sue to the dining-room table and given them some bread
and milk to eat. She thought this would take their attention off the
trouble they were in. For that there was trouble Mrs. Brown was sure.
Otherwise her husband and Uncle Tad would not have stayed so long
outside looking about in the wind and the rain.
"Yes," said Mr. Brown, after once more looking about with the aid of the
lights from the eyes of Sue's Teddy bear. "We had best try to fasten the
auto to some tree. Then we'll be held fast, for I do not believe the
flood will reach much higher. I have heard of high water in this part of
the country, but it never gets much higher than this, if I remember
rightly."
"I'll go in for the rope," said Uncle Tad, "and we'll try to make fast
to some tree. We'll be lucky if we can do it before we run into
something," and he opened the door.
"Oh, what is the matter?"
"What has happened?"
"Tell us all about it!"
This is what Mrs. Brown, Bunny and Sue said as Uncle Tad, dripping wet,
came back into the auto. Dix and Splash thumped their tails on the
floor, as though also asking what the matter was.
"Oh, it isn't much," said Uncle Tad. "The brook rose into a river in the
night, and tried to carry us away.
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