"Besides, he's been teasing me all evening to get his stockings ready to
hang up, and he wouldn't go without them. Where can he be?"
"He isn't in the kitchen," said Sue, for she had gone out to look, and
had come back again.
"Perhaps he is hiding away from you, just for fun," said Mart.
"He sometimes does play tricks," remarked Mr. Brown. "I'll take a look."
They all looked, and they called, but Bunny could not be found. He did
not seem to be in the house. Mr. Brown even opened the back door and
shouted, thinking perhaps Bunny had gone out to see that the Shetland
pony was all right, as he sometimes did.
"Dear me!" exclaimed Mrs. Brown, "where can he be?"
"Oh, he's all right," said her husband. "It's early yet, even if it is
dark, and maybe he went out to play in the snow, though of course he
shouldn't at this hour."
"It's snowing, too," said Mrs. Brown, as she stood in the back door
beside her husband. "Snowing hard! There's going to be a big storm, and
if Bunny is out in it--I wish Bunny would not do such things!"
"Oh, will he get freezed?" cried Sue, her eyes opening big and round.
"No, dear, he'll be all right," replied her mother. "But he must be
found."
"Maybe he went out with Bunker Blue," suggested Mart.
Bunker Blue, the boy, or rather, young man, who worked for Mr.
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