could
find no one who had ponies to sell. Finally Bunny and Sue became tired,
even with riding about in an auto looking for a possible pet, and Mr.
Brown said:

"Well, we'll go back home now. Your mother will be getting anxious about
you. We'll try again to-morrow to find a Shetland pony."

"Maybe we'll meet Mr. Tallman on our way back," remarked Sue.

"What good would that do?" asked Bunny.

"Well, maybe he'd sell us Toby now," went on his sister. "I like Toby
awful much!"

"So do I," said Bunny. "But I don't guess we'll get him."

"I'm afraid not," put in Mr. Brown. "Mr. Tallman is too fond of his pet
to part with him."

Riding home in the train from East Milford to Bellemere, Bunny Brown and
his Sister Sue talked of little but the pony they had seen, and the one
they hoped to get. They talked so much about ponies, in fact, that Mr.
Brown feared they would dream about one perhaps, so he said:

"To-night we will all go to a moving-picture show. That will take your
mind off ponies and basket carts."

"Oh, it'll be fun to go to the movies!" cried Sue, clapping her hands.

"And maybe we'll see a picture of a pony!" added Bunny, eagerly.

Mr. Brown smiled and shook his head.

"I'll certainly have to get them one," he thought.

Bunny and Sue fairly rushed into the house when they reached home. They
saw their mother telling Tressa, the good-natured cook, what to get for
supper.

"Oh, Mother!" cried Bunny, "did Bunker Blue tell you about us?"

"Do you mean about you and Sue hiding away in the ark, when I didn't
know it, and taking a ride?" asked Mrs. Brown, with a smile at the
children, and a funny look at her husband. "Yes, he told me that, Bunny.
And please don't do it again. I know you didn't mean to do wrong, but
you did."

"Oh, I don't mean about our going away in the ark," said Bunny. "I mean,
did Bunker tell you about the pony our auto scared, and how it ran
away?"

"The pony ran away, not our auto," explained Sue, for fear her mother
might not understand what Bunny was talking about.

"I know," said Mrs. Brown with another smile. "You saw a little pony,
did you?"

"Oh, such a sweet little pony!" cried Sue.

"He was a dandy!" said her brother.

"And daddy is going to get us one!" went on Sue.

Mrs. Brown looked at her husband.

"Bunker Blue didn't tell me anything about that," she said.

"No, he didn't know about it," replied Mr. Brown. "But I think we shall
have to get the children a ne