"No, but it might wet Bunker if he sleeps outside, under it," his mother said.
"Let Bunker sleep in the dining room," suggested Bunny.
"Well, we can do that, if it rains too hard for him to sleep out of doors," Mrs. Brown agreed, with a laugh.
The automobile was stopped in a grove of trees, not far from the town, and, when Mrs. Brown was getting supper, Bunny and Sue, with their dog. Splash, walked down the road.
"Don't go too far," their mother called after them. "It might rain any time."
"We'll be back soon," answered the little boy.
He and Sue walked on, not thinking they were going far. The clouds did not seem so dark now, and the children thought that perhaps, after all, it might not rain.
All at once Sue, who had gone on a little ahead of Bunny, called out:
"Oh, look! A horse! It's a horse, Bunny, and nobody's with him! Maybe it's one of grandpa's!"
"Maybe it is!" Bunny agreed. "It's lost,
