is Mun Bun?" asked Mrs. Bunker.

"And Margy?" added her husband.

"I saw 'em a minute ago," answered Rose.

And just then, from down the hall, came strange sounds.

"Now it's my turn, Mun Bun! It's my turn to splash him!" shouted Margy.

"No, it's mine!" insisted her brother. "You splashed him a lot, an' I'm
goin' to do it now. You let me pull it!"

"Oh, what are those children doing now?" asked Mrs. Bunker.

"I'll go and see," offered her husband.

And then, from a room down the hall, came the sound of splashing water
and the barking of Alexis, the big dog, while Mun Bun could be heard
calling:

"Let me pull it! Let me pull it! I want to splash him, too!"

"What are Mun and Margy Bunker doing?" asked Vi.

CHAPTER VI

THE POCKETBOOK

"Where are they?" asked Daddy Bunker, looking at his wife.

"They must be in the bathroom," she answered. "Oh, do go and look
please, and see what is happening."

"What is it? May I go and see?" cried Vi, going toward the bathroom
without waiting to have her questions answered.

Mr. Bunker ran down the hall. The bathroom door was open and within he
saw a strange sight.

Mun Bun and Margy had, somehow or other, got the big dog Alexis to jump
into the bathtub. Perhaps the dog had done it before. Anyhow he was in
it now, and, as he stood there, Margy and Mun Bun were having a sort of
tug of war to see who should pull the handle of the chain that worked
the shower bath.

Margy had her chubby fists on the handle, and she was pulling, but Mun
Bun was trying to pull her hands away so he could take hold of the chain
himself. So the pull of the two children was enough to make the water
spurt out from the overhead shower. Down the water came, splashing on
Alexis, but he seemed to like it. He barked, but not too loudly, and
wagged his tail.

[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 dar