“I think—” panted Bunny, “I think he’s coming back now!”
“Who?” asked his father.
“The man that lives in this house.”
“And he’s a wild man!” gasped Sue.
“A wild man?” echoed her mother.
“Yes, he’s got long black hair and long black whiskers and he looks funny. There he goes now! Look!”
Both children pointed to an opening in the bushes and Mr. and Mrs. Brown saw a strange figure running away. As Sue had said, he did, indeed, look like a “wild man,” for his hair was long and straggly and his beard was so lengthy that it flowed over his shoulders as he ran.
“Look!” cried Bunny. “He’s a wild man all right!”
CHAPTER XXII
SEARCHING FOR THE WILD MAN
With a cry of surprise Mr. Brown would have run after the strange being—whether he was really a wild man or not remained to be seen—but Mrs. Brown caught her husband by the arm and held him back.