ang, the very cross man to
whom Mr. Tallman owed money, might have taken Toby. But when asked about
it Mr. Tang said:

"Indeed, I'd like to have that trick pony very much, but I'd never
steal him. And, much as I wanted him from Mr. Tallman, I wouldn't take
him from Bunny and Sue."

So Toby was not found in Mr. Tang's stable.

It was about three days after the pony had been taken away that, as
Bunny and Sue were walking on a hill, about a mile from their house,
they saw a boy coming toward them. The boy seemed to know them, but, at
first, Bunny and his sister did not know him.

"Hello!" said the boy. "Where's your pony?"

"Pony?" repeated Bunny. "Do you know anything about him?"

"Know anything about him?" asked the boy in turn. "Why, I saw you giving
rides with him at the Sunday-school picnic to make Red Cross money. My
little brother had a ride. Don't you remember? He was red-headed, and he
wanted to hold the lines himself."

"Oh, yes, I 'member him!" said Sue.

"So do I," added Bunny.

"But where's your pony now?" asked the boy. "Why aren't you riding in
the cart with your pony to pull you along."

"Because he's been stolen!" exclaimed Bunny Brown.

"What! Your pony stolen?"

"Yep! And our dog Splash, too!" added Sue.

"Whew!" whistled the boy. "How'd it happen?"

Then Bunny and Sue told about what had taken place.

"We went to one gypsy camp looking for Toby," said Bunny, "but he wasn't
there. Now daddy is trying to find more gypsy camps."

"Does he know about the one over near Pickerel Pond?" asked the boy,
naming a place about three miles from Bellemere.

"Is there a gypsy camp at Pickerel Pond?" Bunny asked.

"Sure there is--a big one, too. Maybe that's where your pony is, Bunny.
Why don't you look there?"

"I--I guess I will," declared the little boy. "Come on, Sue. We'll go to
Pickerel Pond."

"But we don't know the way," objected Sue.

"I can show you," offered the boy. "I'm going that way myself. Not all
the way, but pretty near. I can show you the camp from the top of the
hill, and all you'll have to do will be to go down to it and ask if they
have your pony."

"Oh, come on, Bunny! Let's go!" cried Sue.

"All right," agreed her brother. "We'll get Toby back, maybe."

"I don't know if he's there," went on the boy, "'cause I didn't see him.
But I know there are gypsies there."

Then he started off, leading the way, and Bunny and Sue followed, never,
for one instant, thinking the