"Will you take us out the way the balloons are blowing?" asked Russ, for the "airship" could still be seen, a faint speck in the sky.
"Why do you want to go that way?" asked Aunt Jo.
"Because maybe then we can get the balloons back," Russ said.
"And my doll, too, and the basket!" added Rose eagerly.
"Maybe," said Russ. "You know balloons and airships have always got to come down. They can't sail on forever, and when this one you made, Rose, comes down, we can get it, and your doll, too."
"Oh, won't that be good!" cried the little girl. "I do hope we can!"
"Well, of course you may find it," said Aunt Jo; "but I'm afraid you never will, Rose. Of course I know, around the Fourth of July, sometimes fire balloons, that burn out and don't burn up, come down. Once one came down in our yard, and William got it. And this may happen to the balloons you sent up, or that you let get away from you. The gas may all go out of them, as it probably will, and the basket and the doll will come down."
"I'd like to get Lily again, awful much," said Rose. "'Course she wasn't my best doll, but I love her just the same."
"Well, we'll take an automobile ride," said her aunt, "and if we see the airship down anywhere we'll get it."
"Maybe some other little girl will find it, as you did the pocketbook, and want to keep it," suggested Russ.