cross.

"Well, maybe----"

But now the voice of Mrs. Brown broke in on the talk of the two
children.

"Stop talking right away, both of you, my dears," she ordered, and Bunny
and Sue knew she meant it.

"All right, Mother," they said, while Sue whispered, just before she
closed her eyes: "We'll find out whose cow it is in the morning."

But they did not, at least right away, for when they ran down to the
brook before breakfast, to wash their hands and faces as they always
did, they saw nothing of the cow.

"Where did you tie her, Uncle Tad?" they asked.

"Right by the big willow tree," he answered. "Maybe she broke away in
the night and tried to get back to the tent."

The cow certainly had broken away, for there was one end of the rope
still tied to the tree, while the other end was broken and frazzled,
showing it had not been cut.

"Well, I guess whoever owns her will find her," said Mr. Brown as he sat
down to a breakfast of bacon and eggs. He had to go back to the city
that day, and the children were sorry, for they counted on having good
times with him.