"I think I shall," cried Sue.
And now you wait and see what happens.
There were many places in the barn where a hen might lay her eggs. There were nooks under wagons, or under wheelbarrows, corners behind boxes, and any number of holes in the place where the hay for the horses was kept—the haymow, as it is called.
Bunny and Sue looked in all the places they could think of. But they did not see a hen sitting in her hidden nest, nor did they find the white eggs she might have laid.
"I guess the nest isn't here," said Bunny after a while.
"No, I guess not, too," echoed Sue. "Let's slide down the hay."
The hay in the mow was quite high in one place, and low in another, like a little hill. Bunny and Sue could climb to the top, or high place of the hay, and slide down, for it was quite slippery.
Up they climbed, and down they slid, quite fast. They had done this a number of times, when finally Sue said:
"Oh, Bunny, I'm going to slide down in a new place!"
She went over to one side of the hay-hill, and down she slid. And then something funny happened.