"I didn't make him go fast," Bunny answered. "I—I guess he's in a hurry to get away from that dog."
"Make the dog go 'way," pleaded Sue.
Bunny looked back at the barking dog, who was still running after the pony cart.
"Go on away!" Bunny cried. "Let us alone—go on away and find a bone to eat!"
But the dog either did not understand what Bunny said, or he would rather race after the pony cart than get himself a bone. At any rate he still kept running along, barking and growling, and the pony kept running.
The boy who had started out with the children, first walking along beside the pony, was now far behind. He was a small boy, with very short legs, and, as the pony's legs were quite long, of course the boy could not run fast enough to keep up. So he was now far behind, but he kept calling:
"Stop that pony! Oh, please someone stop that pony!"
Bunny and Sue heard the boy calling. So did Wopsie, but the colored girl said nothing. She just sat there, holding to the side of the seat and looking at Bunny and Sue.
"I wonder what that boy's hollering that way for?" asked Sue, as the pony swung around another corner, almost upsetting the cart again.
"I don't know," said Bunny. "Maybe he likes to holler. I do sometimes, when I'm out in the country. And this park is like the country, Sue."