After that Mun Bun was not given any more rides.
"I guess he is cross because he hasn't had his sleep this afternoon," said his mother. "Come on, Margy and Mun Bun. I'll put you to bed."
So Russ, with Laddie, Violet and Rose, played with the wind wagon after the two smallest Bunkers had been put to bed.
But Russ began to feel that he had been a little selfish, and each of the older children was allowed to guide the land ship some of the time.
The wind kept blowing harder and harder, and at last the land ship went so fast before the breeze that Mr. Bunker called:
"Better shorten sail, Russ! Better take in some, or you may blow over."
"Oh, I don't guess we will," said Russ, who was again, as he was most of the time, doing the guiding.
But he did not know what was going to happen.
"The wind is blowing so strong now," said Laddie to his brother, "that three of us could ride in the wagon 'stead of only two. It will blow three of us."
"We'll try it," agreed Russ. "Come on, Vi and Rose. I'll give you two a ride at the same time."