to cry, but he did not like to. Some one might see him.
"And we—we found grandpa's horses, too," Sue went on.
"What's that?" cried Mr. Kendall. "You found the horses the Gypsies took? Where are they?"
"They're gone now," said Bunny, and he told what he and Sue had seen.
"Oh, well, maybe they weren't the same Gypsies, or the same horses at all," Mrs. Kendall said. "These children guess at lots of things," she told her husband.
"Yes," he answered. "But I'll just about have time to drive them home, and come back to see the circus myself."
"I'll come with you," said his wife. "Their mother is probably looking for them now. Come, Bunny, Sue—you'll ride home with us."
"Then we can't see the circus!" cried Sue, tears falling from her brown eyes.
"Maybe you can to-morrow," suggested Mrs. Kendall. "The circus will be here two days."
