"I'll just see if they're biting good here," he said to himself, "and, if they are, I'll go back and get the children."
Bunker had to wait quite a while for his first bite, and by that time Bunny and Sue had decided to start off themselves in the boat. And so they did, with the umbrella for a sail, as I have told you.
Faster and faster they went, around the lower end of the island. They expected to see Bunker there, but they did not, because he was at the upper end.
"Why—why—Bunker isn't here," said Sue, in surprise.
"Then we'd better go back," announced Bunny, still holding to the umbrella. "Stick your oar in the water, Sue, and steer back to where we were."
You can steer a boat with one oar, if you can't row it with one, and Sue knew a little bit about steering. But the oar was too heavy for Sue's little hands, and it soon slipped over into the lake. She tried to grab it, but was too late. The second oar was lost overboard.
"Oh, dear!" Sue cried. "It's gone."
