"A whole lot!" said Rose. "They're not alike at all."
"Well, that's the riddle—what makes 'em different!" asked Laddie.
"Because they both have a basket," said Russ. "Rose tied the balloons to a basket, and the clothes basket rides on the dumbwaiter."
"Nope! That isn't it," said Laddie, shaking his head. "You see Rose's airship went up, and wouldn't come down, and the dumbwaiter, with Margy in it, went down and wouldn't come up."
"Huh! That's pretty good," said Russ. "But I guess those balloons are down by this time."
"And my doll, too," added Rose. "I wish I could find her."
"Well, part of the riddle is right, anyhow," said Laddie.
"Yes, it's pretty good," agreed Russ. "And now we'll have some more rides."
Around Aunt Jo's house, up and down the lawn and on the paths Alexis pulled the six little Bunkers in the express wagon, with the string harness, and they had lots of fun. Even the big dog seemed to enjoy it, and he didn't get tired.
It was two days after this, during which time the children had lots of fun, that something else happened. Mun Bun was the unlucky one; or lucky, whichever way you look at it.