After a while, though, one monkey stopped pulling the other monkey's tail, and the other monkey stopped trying to pull the green feathers out of the parrot's tail, and it was quiet in the animal store, except for the cooing of the pigeons and the barking of the dogs.
"So you don't think you want to buy a monkey or a parrot to-day, children?" asked the animal-man, with a smile.
"No, thank you. We haven't the money," said Bunny. "But I would like a monkey."
"And I'd like a parrot," added Sue. "But Henry, the elevator boy, wouldn't let us keep 'em, so maybe it's just as well."
"We can come down here when we want to see any animals," said Bunny to his sister. "I like it better than Central Park."
"So do I," said Sue.
"Yes, come down as often as you like," the old man invited them. "Are you going?" he asked, as he saw Bunny and Sue open the door.
"Yes, we're going to Coney Island with mother and Aunt Lu," Bunny answered.
He and Sue stepped out into the street. They had forgotten all about their mother and their aunt until now, and they thought they would find them on the sidewalk, waiting. But, of course, we know what Mother Brown and Aunt Lu had done—gone to the police station, looking for the lost ones.
So, when Bunny and Sue looked up and down the street, as they stood in front of the animal store, they did not see Mrs. Brown or Aunt Lu.