"All right, Grandpa." Bunny got up. Sue picked up her doll, and Grandpa Brown put back the hay into the mow, for he did not like his barn floor covered with the dried grass, though, of course, he was very glad Sue had put some there for Bunny to fall on.
Bunny and Sue went out of the barn, and walked around to the shady side. It was only a little while after breakfast, hardly time to go in and ask for something more to eat, which the children did every day about ten o'clock. At that hour Grandma Brown generally had some bread and jam, or jelly tarts, ready for them.
"What can we do until jam-time?" asked Sue, of her brother.
"I don't know," he answered. "It's pretty hot."
There was nothing more they could do about the circus just then. Bunker and Ben were to make some more trapezes, put other things in the barn, and make the seats. Several other boys and girls had been asked to take part in the "show," but they were not yet sure that their mothers and fathers would let them.
So, for a few days, Bunny and Sue could do no more about the circus.
"But we ought to do something," said Bunny. "It's so hot—"
That gave Sue an idea.
"We could go paddling in the brook, and get our feet cooled off," said Bunny's sister.
"Yes, but we wouldn't be back here in time to get our bread and jam."