But when Bunny and Sue reached the place where they were going to have
their show in a few weeks, they saw neither of the big boys. They did
see something that interested them, though.

This was the hired man who, with a big pot of green paint, was painting
the wheelbarrow.

"Hello, Henry!" exclaimed Bunny to the man, who was working in the shade
at one side of the barn.

"Hello, Bunny!" answered Henry. "How are you this afternoon?"

"Good. How is yourself?"

"Oh, fine."

Henry went on putting green paint on the wheelbarrow. Then Bunny said:

"I couldn't do that; could I, Henry? I mean you wouldn't let me paint;
would you?"

"No, Bunny. I'm afraid not. You'd get it all over your clothes. I
couldn't let you."

"I--I thought you couldn't," returned Bunny with a sigh. "But I just
asked, you know, Henry."

"Yes," said the hired man with a smile. "I know. But you'd better go
off and play somewhere else."