long tails. But if there are some Gypsies camping in the valley you can tell your folks, and your grandfather can come and see if they have his horses."
"Is it very far?" asked Bunny again. He was not as tired as before he had eaten the bread and milk, but still he did not want to walk any more than he had to. Sue, also, looked weary.
"Oh, no, it isn't far," the hermit said. "It's only a little way to the valley, but it is quite a long way to your grandfather's house. I don't know whether you can walk it or not."
"I'm tired," said Sue. "I want to ride."
"I'm sorry I haven't anything to give you a ride on," returned the old man. "I can carry you, though, little girl, if your brother can walk."
"I can walk!" said Bunny. His fat little legs were tired, but he was not going to say so.
"All right. Then I'll carry your sister."
"Piggy-back?" Sue asked. "Will you give me a piggy-back? That's the way my papa carries me."
"Yes, I'll take you pickaback," said the her-
