"Yes, I'm here, Bunny! Please get me out! I'm locked in!"
"She's locked in!" cried Charlie. "We must open the trunk and get her out! Come on, Bunny!"
Both boys grasped the lid of the trunk.
"Why it's locked!" cried Rose. "You can't open it without unlocking it. Let's see if we can find some keys."
Eagerly the children ran about the attic, taking keys from all the trunks they saw. But either these keys did not fit in the locked one where Sue was shut up, or the fingers of Bunny, Rose and Charlie were too small to fit them properly in the locks.
"We'd better call Mrs. Preston," said Bunny, for he could hear Sue crying now, inside the trunk. And Sue was a brave little girl, who did not often cry.
"We'd better go down and tell her," suggested Rose. "She'll never hear us from up here."
"Let's go down then!" cried Bunny.
He and Charlie soon pulled away from the attic stairs the two trunks they had placed there to make a fort. Down to the kitchen, where Mrs. Preston was making pies, hurried the three children.
"What? Through playing so soon?" asked Mrs. Preston. "I thought you'd be much longer than this. I haven't your lunch for you ready yet. But where is Sue?" she asked, not seeing Bunny's sister.