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"Fred! Those are the only clean clothes I have here!"
Inga's clothes sat in a crumpled dirty pile in the mud under the tree branch where they had been hanging. Fred was climbing higher so he could get to the branch over the deepest part of the pond. He jumped in. Inga swam over and dunked him as soon as he surfaced.
She spied Fred's clothes still hanging on a nearby branch, and made a dash out of the water, grabbing her brother's clothes, taking them into the nearby trees to dress.
"Inga! What am I supposed to wear now?"