‘hello my dear’ she said.
They ran , leaving jazz behind. The next minute they disappeared throught a hole in the hedge. Nutty was the last to go, and she saw the smiling lady look down into the pool and heard her say, ‘why, how brown he is! Have you been to spian for the holidays?’ they flew down the street, but came to a stop when an old man, who was taking his dog for its evening walk, gave them a very strange look. ‘what shall we do? Cried nutty. ‘we have left all our clothes there’ they stood there with water running from them, not knowing what to do. Three older boys were coming along the street towards them,and a group of children on bicycles started riding round and round them.