There was silence for a few seconds and then Sue whispered:

"Are you asleep, Bunny?"

"No, 'course not. If I was how could I talk to you?"

"Well, I thought maybe you might have gone to sleep. Say, Bunny!"

"Well, what is it?"

"I--I'm not quite sure about that cow havin' two crumpled horns or one."

"Neither'm I," said Bunny. "That's what I woke you up to find out
about."

"You didn't wake me up 'cause I wasn't asleep. But I _think_ the cow had
two crumpled, twisted horns."

"That's what I thought," said Bunny. "And, if she did, then she didn't
belong to the raggedy man, for his cow had only one."

"That's so," admitted Sue. "But maybe she twisted the other horn pushing
her way through the bushes to our tent."

"Bushes aren't strong enough to twist a cow's horn!" replied Bunny,
trying to set his little sister right.

"Yes they are too, Bunny Brown! 'Specially a wild grape vine that's
strong enough to make a swing!" Sue was growing sleepy and a little