"Oh, look!"
"What a dandy little pony!" added Bunny.
"And it's afraid!" said Sue.
Coming down the road toward the big ark was a small Shetland pony, hitched to a basket cart, and in the cart sat a little man. He was not as large as Bunker Blue, who wasn't a grown-up man yet.
Something certainly seemed to be the matter with the pony. He reared on his hind legs, and tried to turn around and run back. The man stood up in the cart and shouted something, but the children could not tell what it was.
"Stop the ark, Bunker!" cried Mr. Brown. "The big auto is frightening the little pony! Stop!"
But it was too late, for, a moment later, the Shetland pony broke loose from the cart, turned around and started to run back up the road.
The man, again shouting something, leaped out of the cart and ran back after the pony.
"Come on, Bunker!" cried Mr. Brown. "This was partly our fault! We must help the man catch the pony!"
"And we'll help!" said Bunny and Sue, as they, too, got out of the ark.