Muffs nodded. She didn’t think it would do any good to keep on saying she thought it was true at first.
Mrs. Tyler’s-lips went into a straight line. “What is this Public Notice?” she asked. “It must have been dreadfully important that Tommy should get up in the middle of the night and go to fix it.”
“It was dreadf’ly important,” Muffs declared. “He had to get there before people came for their mail. You see, we put up the notice and forgot to write our names on it.”
“Did we?” exclaimed Mary. “That’s so,” she remembered. “We did. Then that must be where Tommy went. He was running just as if he had forgotten something dreadfully important.”
The Public Notice was all fixed up when they looked for it in the Post Office. It had the three names on it:
M. MUFFET T. TYLER M. TYLER.
There was also a P. S. about Bunny Bright Eyes:
IF ENNYONE LOST A RABBiT
WE FOUND HiM IN THE GIDEZ HAT.