No one knew, for Ben had not come back. It was dark now. The cows and horses had been fed. The chickens had had their supper, and gone to roost long ago. Bunny, Sue and all the others had had a good meal. But Ben was not around. Everyone felt sad.
"I wonder why he ran away," pondered Bunker Blue, over and over again, "I wonder why he ran away, as soon as he saw that man."
No one knew.
Early the next morning Bunny Brown and his sister Sue arose and came down stairs to breakfast.
"Did Ben come back?" was the first question they asked.
"No," said Grandma Brown. "He didn't come back."
"Oh, dear!" sighed Sue.
"It's too bad!" said Bunny. Then he crooked and wiggled one of his fat little fingers at Sue. She knew what that meant. It meant Bunny had something to whisper to her.
"What is it?" she asked, when grandma had gone out into the kitchen to get some more bread and butter.
"Hush! Don't tell anyone," whispered Bunny. "But we'll go and look for him and bring him back."