east being led along by Bunny.
It walked slowly, and Splash followed behind. Perhaps the dog thought
he, too, was helping drive the horse along, and, for all I know, he may
have been. Dogs drive sheep, and I should think they could drive horses
too; shouldn't you?

Pretty soon Bunny and Sue, with the horse they had found, came within
sight of the big automobile, around a turn of the road. They saw their
mother and father looking down the highway.

"We thought you had run away again," called Mrs. Brown.

"Oh, no!" answered Bunny, as if he and Sue never did such a thing as
that. And really, they never, at any time, exactly intended to run away.
It was always an accident!

"Well, come along to supper!" Mr. Brown said. "We're glad you're home."

Then Mrs. Brown happened to notice the horse that Bunny was leading.

"Oh my goodness me!" she cried. "That horse! Is it chasing you,
Bunny--Sue!"

"No'm!" answered Bunny, quite proudly. "I'm leading it. We found it.
It's a lost horse. It's one of grandpa's! We'll take it home to him!"

For a moment Mr. Brown did not speak. Mrs. Brown did not know what to
say, either. She just stood there, looking at Bunny and Sue. Then Mr.
Brown began to laugh.

"Well, what will you youngsters do next?" he cried. "Why, you're as bad
as the Gypsies, taking horses that don't belong to you!"

"But we found this one, Daddy!" said Bunny. "He was all alone on the
road, and when I told him to whoa he whoaed."

"Just like grandpa's horses," explained Sue.

"So I took him," went on Bunny. "He's one of grandpa's horses, and
to-morrow Sue and I are going to find the other one."

Mr. Brown laughed harder than ever.

"Oh, do take that horse away from Bunny!" begged Mrs. Brown. "He may run
away, or bite the children, or do something! Take him away!"

"Why, he's an awful nice horse," Bunny said. "He didn't step on us, or
run away, or do anything. And Splash likes him, and so do I and Sue.
We're going to take him to grandpa."

"Bunny is lucky," said Sue. "He found Aunt Lu's diamond ring, and now he
has found one of grandpa's horses; haven't you, Bunny?"

"Yep. But I guess the horse is hungry, Daddy. Shall I tie him to the
automobile where he can get some grass?"

"No indeed!" cried Mr. Brown. "If we tie the horse to our auto he may
run off with it. I'll just tie him to the fence, as I did the cow, and
when the man who owns him comes along he can take him away."

"Take him away!" cried Bunny.