"Do you s'pose they could be grandpa's horses?" asked Sue, of her brother.
"What did the Gypsy men bring them here for?" Sue wanted to know.
"Maybe they want to train them to be circus horses, or maybe they want to sell them," Bunny answered.
"We ought to go to tell grandpa," declared Sue. "Then he could come and get his team. He wants it awful much."
"We can tell him after the circus," Bunny said. "We want to see the show, Sue."
"Yes, and I want a red balloon, or maybe a blue one. Which goes up the highest, Bunny?" For, just then a man walked past, with many balloons, blue, red, green and yellow, floating in the air.
"Oh, I guess they all go up the same, Sue," said Bunny. The little boy was thinking hard. Suppose those should be his grandfather's horses that the Gypsy men had? How could Bunny get them? It seemed too hard for the little boy to do.
Then, too, Bunny wanted to take Sue in to see the circus. That was what they had come for. But how could he get in when he had no money? And, now that he had seen an elephant close by, he did not feel like carrying water to one of the big animals. Suppose one of them should accidentally step on Bunny Brown?
The little boy looked around for some one to whom he could speak. He wanted to ask about getting into the show, and he wanted to talk about his grandfather's horses and the Gypsies.