"Why this kite wouldn't pull you up!" he said. "It can't pull hard enough for that. Come on, I'll let both of you hold it together. It can't pull you both up."
"Shall we?" asked Sue, looking at Wopsie.
"Well, I will if yo' will," said the colored girl slowly.
Slowly and carefully Sue and Wopsie took hold of the kite string. No sooner did they have it in their hands than there came a sudden puff of wind, harder than before, and the kite pulled harder than ever.
"Oh, it's taking us up! It's taking us up!" cried Sue, and she let go the string.
"I can't hold it all alone! I can't hold it all alone!" cried Wopsie. "I don't want to go up to de clouds in de sky!"
And she, too, let go the cord. As it happened, Bunny did not have hold of it just then, thinking his sister and Wopsie would hold it, so you can easily guess what happened.
The strong wind carried the kite, string and all, away through the air, the clothes pin, fast to the end of the cord, rattling along over the roof.
"Oh, look!" cried Sue. "Your kite is loose, Bunny!"
"Cotch it! Cotch it!" shouted Wopsie, now that she saw what had happened.