was a muskrat, like the one Splash barked at."
Splash, asleep up in the front of the boat, hearing his name spoken, looked up and wagged his tail.
"I didn't call you," said Sue. "But, oh, Bunny! maybe Bunker did fall in!"
Bunny shook his head again.
"No, he didn't fall in," said the little fellow. "If he had we'd have heard him holler, and he hasn't hollered."
Sue thought that over. It seemed all right. She knew she would "holler," as Bunny called it, if she fell into the water, and of course if a big fish or a muskrat had pulled in Bunker, he, too, would cry out. And it had been very still and quiet since the red-haired boy had gone ashore on the island.
"I know what we can do," said Bunny, after a bit.
"What?" asked Sue.
"We can untie the boat, and row around to the other side of the island where Bunker went," suggested Bunny. "He told us not to get out of the boat until he came back, and we won't, 'cause mother told us to mind Bun-
