Not until she was elbow deep in suds did she recall her dreams about the octopus.
Azuba wiped the suds from her wet hand and arm upon her apron.
He splashed and built up a mountain of suds, then wallowed in them.
Then wash them, in the second suds, turning them wrong side out.
Lastly, wash the flannels, in suds as hot as the hand can bear.
Do not put blueing into suds, ...