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Jane left Dan in the bathroom, and went to get his clean clothes and a towel.
Dan turned on the bath taps. Then he saw a bottle of purple bubble bath. That looks nice,' he thought. He took the top off the bottle and poured some of the bubble bath into the bath.
‘I'll only put in a little bit,’ he thought. 'You don't need much to make a lot of bubbles.'
There was a knock on the door.
'Are you OK?' called Jane.
'Yes,' said Dan.
I'll leave the towel and your clothes outside the door.'
'Thanks.'
Dan looked down. Oh no! He was still pouring the bubble bath into the water! The bottle was empty, and the bath was full of bubbles!
'Oh well,' thought Dan, 'they're only bubbles!' He went to get the towel and his clothes from outside the bathroom. Then he got undressed quickly, jumped into the bath and disappeared under the bubbles.
It was lovely. He had a great time diving under the bubbles. This is fun!' he thought.
Then suddenly, Dad was in the doorway, looking cross. 'What have you done this time, Dan?' he said. "There are bubbles everywhere.'
Dan looked around. Dad was right. Bubbles were sliding down the side of the bath, onto the floor. They spread over the bathroom, and into the bedroom. They reached up to Dad's knees.
Dan thought the bubbles looked like a monster, moving and growing.
'I'm sorry, Dad,' said Dan. 'I put too much bubble bath in the water. It was an accident.'
Dad was trying to be angry, but Dan looked so funny, he began to smile. Suddenly, they were both laughing.
'Oh, well,' said Dad. 'You're nice and clean, now! Get dressed as soon as you can, and I'll take you home. Meet me in Reception when you're ready.'
Dan jumped out of the bath and got dressed quickly. It was good to wear his own clothes again. He left the room full of bubbles, and walked to the lift. he pressed the button and got in when the lift doors opened. But the lift went up to the next floor, not down to reception. It stopped and the doors opened. A man and woman stood outside. It was the man and woman who were angry with Dan about the jewellery. They had two big suitcases with them.
Oh, it's you,' said the woman. 'I hope you are sorry. You gof dust on my nice new dress!'
'I am sorry,' said Dan.
'Are you the porter?' said the woman.
"The porter?' Dan said. 'No, I ...'
'Of course he is,' the man said. 'Here, boy, help me with these suitcases.'
'But I ...' Dan began.
The man did not look pleased.
Dan did not want to get in any more trouble. 'Perhaps I be a porter,' he thought.
'OK,' he said to the man, and went to get the suitcases.