Uncle Wiggily hopped back to the waiting animal children.
"I'll have to dig a tunnel-burrow to get you into the circus," said the bunny. "Stay here and keep quiet!"
Starting in the field, behind the bushes and a little way from the circus tent, Uncle Wiggily began to dig. He was a fast worker, and soon he had dug the burrow all the way through.
He came out inside the circus tent, beneath the rows of seats on which were perched many boys, girls and grown folk watching the funny clowns, listening to the band, seeing the men on the high trapeze bars and looking at the horses.
"Ha! The circus is just beginning!" said Uncle Wiggily to himself, as the big bass drum boomed out: "Zoom! Zoom!"
He crawled back through the burrow and got the animal children in line.
"Forward march!" cried Uncle Wiggily, and through the underground burrow crawled the rabbits, squirrels, puppy dogs, pussy cats, chickens, ducks, guinea pigs and all the smaller animal friends of the rabbit gentleman.
They were not seen by the men with clubs, because they crawled beneath the tent far below the ground. Then they came up inside the circus, under the high tier of seats.
"Oh, isn't it wonderful!" cried Baby Bunty, keeping hold of Uncle Wiggily's paw.
"Hush!" whispered the rabbit gentleman. "Don't let the people up above know we're down here or they might chase us out!"