't your fault," said Mrs. Brown. "I'll pay you for the
children's ride, of course. But oh, dear! Bunny, you musn't do this
again."

"No'm, I won't," Bunny said. "But we had a nice ride."

Mrs. Brown gave the taxicab man some money, and thanked him for having
taken good care of the children. Then Wopsie did not have to go to tell
the policeman, for Bunny and Sue were safe home again.

"I wonder what they'll do next?" said Mrs. Brown.

"No one knows," answered Aunt Lu.

But, for several days after this, Bunny and Sue did nothing to cause any
trouble. They went with their aunt and mother to different places about
New York in Aunt Lu's automobile, Wopsie sometimes going with them.
Several times Bunny or Sue asked colored persons they met if they were
looking for a little lost colored girl, but no one seemed to be.

"Never mind, Wopsie," Bunny would say. "Some time we'll find your
folks."

"Yes'm, I wishes as how yo' all would," Wopsie would answer.

Bunny and Sue liked it very much at Aunt Lu's city home. They had many
good times. And that reminds me; I must tell you about the time Bunny
ordered a queer dinner for himself and Sue.

The children had been out with Wopsie for a walk, and when they came
back to Aunt Lu's house it was such a nice day that Bunny and Sue did
not want to go in.

"Let us stay out a while, Wopsie," Bunny begged.

"Well, don't go 'way from in front, an' yo' all can stay," Wopsie said.
So Bunny and Sue sat on the side of the big stone steps, in front of
Aunt Lu's house.

They really did not intend to go away, but when they saw a fire engine
dashing down the street, whistling and purring out black smoke, they
just couldn't stand still.

"Let's go and see the fire!" cried Bunny.

"Come on!" agreed Sue.

But it was only a little fire, after all, though quite a crowd gathered.
It was upstairs in a store, and it was soon out. Bunny and Sue started
back, for they had not come far. They were getting so they knew their
way around pretty well now.

As they passed a restaurant, or place to eat, they saw, in the window, a
man baking griddle cakes on a gas stove. He would let the cakes brown on
one side, toss them up in the air, making them turn a somersault, catch
them on a flat spoon, and then they would brown on the other side.

"Oh Bunny!" cried Sue. "Wouldn't you like some of those?"

"I would," said Bunny. "Come on in and we'll have some. I'm hungry!"

He and Sue went into the restaur