"Wopsie would ride up and down all day if I'd let her," said Aunt Lu. "But here we are at my floor. Now wasn't that better than climbing up ten flights of stairs, children?"
"I guess it was!" cried Bunny. "Do you live up ten flights?"
"Yes, and there are some families who live higher than that."
They stepped out of the elevator into a little hall, and soon they were in Aunt Lu's nice city apartment, or house, if you like that word better.
"Now, Wopsie," said Aunt Lu, "you tell Jane to make Mrs. Brown a nice cup of tea."
"And can we go up on the roof?" asked Bunny.
"Not right away—but after a while," said his aunt.
"Let's go out into the elevator again," suggested Sue.
"No, dear, not now," said Mrs. Brown.
Bunny and Sue thought they had never been in such a nice place as Aunt Lu's city home. From the windows they could look down to the street, ten stories below.