f the
girls. "It was down near Bradley's livery stable."

"Oh, maybe he's down by the livery stable now!" exclaimed Bunny.

"Let us go and see," added his sister Sue.

"No, I don't think the dog is there now," said Lulu. "He wasn't standing
still. He was running along."

"Did he have anything in his mouth?"

"Only his tongue and that was hanging out at first. Then he stopped to
get a drink at that box where Mr. Bradley waters his horses, and then
his tongue didn't hang out any more."

"Say, did that dog have a spot on his left leg?" asked one of the boys.

"Yes--a long, up-and-down spot."

"Then he wasn't the dog who took the pocketbook. That old dog belongs at
the hotel and he never comes up this way at all."

"Let us make sure," said Bunny; and a little later all of the boys and
girls visited the hotel. One of the boys was a nephew of the proprietor
so they had little trouble in getting the man's attention.

"No, my dog wouldn't do such a thing," said the hotel man. "He hasn't
been up your way. It must have been some other dog." And then the boys
and girls went home.

A little later Bunny went into the house to get some cookies, and then
he asked his mother if his father had come back with the ring.

"No, he telephoned that he and Mr. Foswick went all over the shop, but
they could not find the pocketbook," she said. "The dog must have
carried it farther off."

"Oh, dear!" sighed Bunny Brown. "What are you going to do, Mother?"

"I don't know just what daddy is going to do," she answered. "He said he
would talk it over when he came home to lunch. But don't worry. Run out
and play. Here are your cookies."

Bunny wanted to help his mother, but he soon forgot all about the ring,
the pocketbook, and the five dollars in the jolly times he and Sue and
their playmates had in the yard.

Soon after the twelve o'clock whistles blew, Bunny saw his father coming
along the street on his way home to lunch.

"Oh, Daddy! did you find mother's ring?" called the little boy, as he
ran to meet his father.

"No, not yet," was the answer. "But I have some good news for all of
you."

"Oh, maybe he's found Splash or the other dog!" cried Sue, as she, also,
ran to meet her father.

CHAPTER V

ADRIFT

The faces of Bunny and Sue shone with delight as they hurried along, one
on one side and one on the other of their father, each having hold of a
hand. Mr. Brown, too, was more joyful than he had been the night