"Wopsie!" he cried. "Am she dat queer li'l colored gal, wif her hair all done up in rags?"
"Yes!" cried Sue eagerly. "That's Wopsie. We came out to walk with her, but we heard the hand-piano music, and we got lost."
"Do you know Wopsie?" asked Bunny.
"I suah does!" cried the elevator boy. "She's a real nice li'l gal, an' we all likes her."
"She's losted too," said Bunny.
"Yes, I knows about dat!" replied the elevator boy. "We all knows 'bout Wopsie. Why she's jest down the street, and around the corner a few houses. Now I know where yo' Aunt Lu libs. If you'd a' done said Wopsie fust, I'd a knowed den, right off quick!"
"Can you take us home?" asked Sue.
"I suah can!" cried the kind colored boy. "Jes yo' all wait a minute."
He called to another colored boy to take care of his elevator, and then, holding one of Bunny's and one of Sue's hands, he went out into the street. Around the corner he hurried, and, no sooner had he turned it, than up rushed Wopsie herself. She made a grab for Bunny and Sue.
"Oh, mah goodness!" cried the little colored girl. "Oh, mah goodness! I'se so skeered! I done t'ought I'd losted yo' all!"