"Yes, Daddy says Splash is all right, but lonesome," Mrs. Brown answered.
"I wish we had Splash here with us," sighed Sue.
"So do I," echoed her brother.
After that, whenever they saw a dog out in the street, they looked anxiously at him, especially if he looked like Splash. And one day, when Bunny and Sue had gone down to the corner of their street, to listen to another hurdy-gurdy hand-piano, they saw a big yellow dog running about, sniffing at some muddy water in a puddle in the sidewalk, as though he wanted a drink.
"Oh, look at that dog!" cried Bunny to Sue. "He's thirsty!"
"He looks as nice as Splash, only, of course, it isn't Splash," Sue said.
"Maybe we could take him," said Bunny. "Let's try. Then we'll have a city dog and a country dog, too."
Sue was willing, and she and Bunny walked up to the stray dog.
"Come here!" called Bunny, just as he used to call to Splash.
The dog looked up. He seemed to like children, for he came straight to Bunny and Sue.