"Oh, sure!" said the man, smiling more than ever.
"We want all the balloons for our circus," Bunny explained.
"Circus? Circus?" repeated the balloon man, and he did not seem to know what Bunny meant. "What is circus?" he asked.
"We're going to have a circus," Bunny explained. "My sister Sue says we must have toy balloons. You come to our circus and you can sell a lot. You know—a show in a tent."
"Oh, sure! I know!" The Italian smiled again. He had often sold balloons at fairs and circuses. "Where your circus?" he asked.
"Come on, we'll show you," promised Bunny. Then he and Sue started back toward Grandpa Brown's house, followed by the man with the balloons floating over his head—red balloons, green, blue, purple, yellow, white and pink ones.
CHAPTER XVIII
THE STORM
"Bunny! Won't it be just grand!" whispered Sue to her brother, as they walked along ahead of the balloon man.