Then he hopped away, waving his paw at the Monkey, and the Monkey jumped through the grass to the place where he had fallen from the dog's back.
There he found Mr. Grasshopper and Miss Cricket. They were eating some of the green things that grew all around them.
"Have you seen anything of my friends?" asked the Monkey, as he hopped up and sat on the hummock of grass where he had been resting after cutting up his Monkeyshines.
"No, neither the boys nor the dog have been here," said the Grasshopper.
"But I heard a dog barking," said Miss Cricket. "It may have been the Carlo you spoke about."
"And I heard some boys talking," went on the Grasshopper. "They may have been Dick and Herbert. But they did not come here. Why don't you jump along until you find them?"
"Yes, I suppose I could do that," agreed the Monkey. "But I'll wait a little while, and, if they don't come for me, I'll see if I can find them. As soon as I see them, though, I shall have to stop, and not move. We toys are not allowed to move or talk as long as human eyes see us."
"That's a funny rule," said Miss Cricket. "But then you are a funny fellow, Mr. Monkey on a Stick."
"If you think I'm funny, you ought to see my friend, the Calico Clown," said the Monkey. "He's full of jokes and riddles. He has a queer one about a pig making a noise under a gate."
"My goodness! why did he do that?" asked the Grasshopper.