"Can we get out of here without her seeing us—or the dogs?" asked Sue, after a while.
"I don't know," answered Bunny, and he whispered, as his sister had done. "I—I'll take a look," he went on.
Slipping softly from his chair he peeped out through a little crack between the tent flaps.
"Is she there?" Sue asked.
"No, but that man is—the one that wouldn't let us take Toby. He's lying on the grass right in front of the tent."
"Can you see Toby?" asked Sue.
Bunny peered out a little longer.
"No, I can't see the pony," he answered. "You come and look, Sue. The crack's big enough for both of us."
Sue stood beside her brother. She, too, saw the gypsy man stretched on the grass, and near him were some dogs.