"I guess so. Anyhow, I'm going to let him try. But first I'll turn around so we can get out of this sand."
Toby seemed glad enough of this, for it was hard pulling with the soft ground clinging to the wheels. In a little while the cart was back on the hard soil again, though still the trees met overhead in an arch and made the place dark.
"Do you know where we are, Bunny?" asked Sue.
Her brother shook his head.
"Do you know where our home is?" Sue went on.
Once more Bunny shook his head.
"Oh, dear!" sighed Sue.
"But I guess Toby knows," said the little boy. "I'm going to let him take us home. Go on home, Toby!" he called, and let the reins lie loosely on the pony's back.
The Shetland looked around at the children in the cart, which he could easily do, having no "blinders" on the sides of his head. Blinders are almost as bad as check-reins for horses and ponies. Never have them on your pets, for a pony needs to see on the sides of him as well as in front.
Toby looked back at the cart and then he gave a little whinny.