were any bears, and he said there wasn't any—not a one. And wolves are always where bears are. So if there aren't any bears there aren't any wolves. Sue."
"Maybe," said Sue. "But what is it scratching at the door, Bunny?"
"I don't know, Sue. I could open it and look out. Shall I?"
"No," she cried. "For, if you opened the door, it would come in. Now it can't get in, or else it would. It can only scratch."
Bunny thought it would be best not to open the door. But what could that queer noise be? He wished he knew. Again it sounded.
"Scratch! Scratch! Scratch!"
And then, all at once there came a bark. Both Bunny and Sue cried out at the same time:
"A dog!"
And Bunny added:
"Oh, I guess it's Splash! I'll let him in!"
He ran to the door and opened it, for it was not locked. And, a second later, in bounded good old Splash, the big dog. He was all wet with the rain, but oh! how glad he was
