“But he hasn’t got any surprise,” said Bunny, a bit sorrowfully.
“Maybe he has it in his pocket,” suggested Sue. Like her brother she had noticed that Mr. Brown carried nothing in his hands.
Down the street in the early summer evening raced Bunny Brown and his sister Sue to meet their father. Laughing, he caught them up in his arms, one on either side, and carried them along with him.
“Though you’re getting so big I’ll soon have to stop this,” he said, with another laugh. “My, but you’re getting heavy!”
“Daddy! Daddy! Where’s the surprise?” asked Bunny.
“Didn’t you bring it? You promised!” said Sue.
“No, I didn’t bring it. But it’s coming right after supper,” said Daddy Brown.
“Oh, now I can guess what it is! Toby, our Shetland pony, is coming back!” cried Bunny.
The pony had been sent away to the doctor’s some time before this.
“Is Toby coming back?” asked Sue. “Is that the surprise, Daddy?”