ed, to find Mr. Foswick nailing a board over the broken
pane of glass.

"Well, you haven't come back to stay the rest of the night, have you?"
asked the old carpenter, smiling at them over his dusty spectacles.

"No, sir. We came back about the dog," said Bunny. "We were chasing a
strange dog that had mother's pocketbook, and he ran in here. That's why
we came in," the boy explained, and he told how they had been playing
with the seesaw when the strange animal jumped into the Brown yard.

"Did you see him come out of your shop?" asked Sue. "'Cause he wasn't in
there when we were."

"No, I didn't see any dog," said Mr. Foswick. "But there are some holes
at the back where he could have crawled out. That's what he must have
done. He didn't come out the front door. But we'll take a look."

It did not take the carpenter and the children long to search through
the shop and make sure there was no dog there. As Mr. Foswick had said,
there were several holes in the back wall of his shop, out of which a
dog might have crawled.

"What can we do?" asked Sue, looking at her brother after the
unsuccessful search.

"We've got to go home and tell mother," said Bunny. "Then we can maybe
find the dog and the pocketbook somewhere else. It isn't here."

"No, I don't see anything of it," remarked Mr. Foswick, looking around
his little shop. "You'd better go and tell your folks. They may be
worried about you. And tell 'em I'm sorry for locking you in."

Bunny and Sue hurried home. They found Mrs. Brown looking up and down
the street for them. The other children had gone away.

"Where have you been?" asked Mother Brown. "It is very late for little
people to be out alone. And where is my pocketbook and the groceries I
sent you for? Where is my pocketbook?" She looked at Bunny and then at
his sister, noting their empty hands.

"A big dog ran off with your pocketbook, Mother," explained Bunny. "He
jumped into the yard and picked it up off the bench when Sue was
teeter-tautering with me. Then he ran into Mr. Foswick's shop, and we
ran after him, and we got locked in, and I broke a window, and we
couldn't find the dog nor your pocketbook."

"Nor the money, either," added Sue. "There was money in the pocketbook,
wasn't there, Mother?"

Mrs. Brown did not answer that question at once.

"Do you mean to say a strange dog ran off with the pocketbook and
everything in it?" she asked Bunny.

"Yes, Mother," he answered.

"Oh, dear!" ex