"I'll come with you," said his wife. "Their mother is probably looking for them now. Come, Bunny, Sue—you'll ride home with us."
"Then we can't see the circus!" cried Sue, tears falling from her brown eyes.
"Maybe you can to-morrow," suggested Mrs. Kendall. "The circus will be here two days."
"That's good!" said Bunny.
He and Sue did not feel so sad now. But they were a little disappointed. Mrs. Kendall took them to where her husband's wagon was standing in the shade, with the horse eating oats from a bag. Into the wagon the children were lifted. Splash jumped up all by himself, and then they were driven back to grandpa's farm, leaving the circus, with its big white tents, the fluttering flags, the jolly music, the elephants, camels and horses far behind.
"We'll tell grandpa about the Gypsies and his horses," said Bunny.
"Yes," said Sue. "And then maybe he'll bring us back to the show."