[Illustration: DOWN THE WATER CAME, SPLASHING ON ALEXIS. _Six Little Bunkers at Aunt Jo's._--_Page 53_] "Mun Bun! Margy! What in the world are you doing?" cried their father. Of course he could see, perfectly well, what they were doing, but, somehow or other, that seemed the most natural thing to ask. "What are you doing?" he cried. "We're splashing Alexis," said Margy. "It's my turn to do it, but she won't let me," complained Mun Bun. "She's splashed him a lot, and now I want to." "You mustn't either of you splash Alexis any more like this!" exclaimed Mr. Bunker, wanting to laugh at the funny sight, but really not daring to, lest the children try it again some time. "Stop it at once," he said. "Turn that water off, Mun Bun!" "I'm not pulling it--it's Margy!" said the little boy. "Both of you stop!" commanded their father. "Come here, Alexis!" he called, and the big dog jumped out of the bathtub. Luckily the floor of the room was of white tile, so the water that dripped on it from the dog did no harm. But when he gave himself a shake, as dogs always do when they come out of water, the drops splashed on the two children and also on Mr. Bunker. "Oh! Oh!" cried Mun Bun. "I'm--I'm all wet!" "So'm I!" added Margy. She had let go of the shower-bath chain, and the water no longer ran out. "Alexis got me wet, too," said Daddy Bunker. "But you children should not have done this. It was very wrong." "But Alexis was very hot," said Margy. "His tongue was stickin' out of his mouth just like Grandma's dog Zip's used to, and so we wanted to cool him off; didn't we, Mun Bun?" "Yes, we did," answered the little boy. "So I told him to get into the bathtub, and we pulled the chain and the water splashed out on him." "I should say it _did_ splash!" exclaimed Mr. Bunker, trying not to laugh. "I don't know what Aunt Jo will say." "Well, she said she wanted us to have fun," went on Margy, "and we did have fun, and Alexis liked it." "Perhaps he did," said her father, for the dog did not seem to mind being wet. "But it was very wrong to do it. You children are very wet." "Did anything happen?" asked Mrs. Bunker, as she came down the hall toward the bathroom, with Russ, Rose and Laddie. "Well, lots happened, but nothing very bad," said her husband. "Alexis had his bath, that's all." "Oh, my dears!" cried Mrs. Bunker, when she saw the splashed bathroom and how wet the two children were. "How _could_ you do it?" "I'll show you how to do it!" exclaimed Mun Bun, not exactly knowing what his mother meant. "This is how!" and he reached for the handle of the shower-bath chain. But his father caught him just in time to stop him from splashing any more water about. "It is a good thing I changed their clothes," said Mrs. Bunker. "Poor Alexis! Did you think it was raining?" she asked, as she patted the dog's wet head. But the Great Dane did not seem to mind. He wagged his tail joyfully, and, after all, the day was a hot one.