maybe you could find the horses in the woods, same as you found the ring in the claw."
"Maybe!" agreed Bunny, "But when can we go to the farm?"
"Next week, perhaps," answered his mother. "It depends on your father."
"Yes, we can go next week," Mr, Brown said.
"Even if Grandpa Brown doesn't get his horses back from the Gypsies?" asked Bunny.
"Yes, I diink we can manage to reach the farm without grandpa's horses. I have a new plan for going out there—something we have never done before," and Daddy Brown nodded at his wife, and smiled.
"Oh, what is it?" Bunny asked eagerly.
"It's a secret," said his father. "I'll tell you after a while."
The children begged and teased to know What it was, but Mr. Brown only laughed, and said they would have to wait.
Then Mrs. Brown took Bunny and Sue home, and on the way the brother and sister talked of nothing but what fun they would have on grandpa's farm, and of how sorry
