“Yes, I guess they would,” said Sue.  “It will be lots of fun.  But what can we do, Bunny?  You haven’t any lobster claw to play Mr. Punch now, ’cause it’s broke.”

“No, we don’t want to give a Punch and Judy show, Sue.  We want to make this just like a circus, with trapezes and wild animals and——­”

“But you said we couldn’t have any lions or tigers, Bunny.  ’Sides, I’d be afraid of them,” and Sue looked over her shoulder as if, even then, an elephant might be reaching out his trunk toward her for some peanuts.

“Oh, of course we couldn’t have any real wild animals,” said Bunny.

“What kind, then?” Sue wanted to know.

“Make believe kind.  I could put some stripes on Splash, and make believe our dog was a tiger, Sue.”

“How could you put stripes on him, Bunny?”

“With paint.”

“No!” cried Sue, shaking her head.  “Splash is half my dog, and I don’t want him all painted up.  You sha’n’t do it, Bunny Brown!”

“All right, then.  I’ll only paint my half of Splash,” said the little boy. “My half can be a striped tiger, and your half can be just a plain dog.”

“That would be a funny wild animal,” Sue said.  “A half tiger and half dog.”

“Lots of folks would like to see an animal like that,” Bunny said.  “I’ll just stripe my half of Splash, and leave your half plain, Sue.”

“All right.  But is you only going to have one wild make-believe animal, Bunny?”

“No, Ned Johnson has a dog.  We can make a lion out of him.”

“But Ned’s dog hasn’t any tail,” said Sue.  “I mean he has only a little baby tail, like a rabbit.  Lions always have tails with tassels on the end.”

“Well,” said Bunny, slowly.  “We could make believe this lion had his tail bit off by an elephant.”

“Oh, yes,” said Sue.

“Or else maybe I could tie a cloth tail on Ned’s dog,” went on Bunny.

“And lions have manes, too.  That’s a lot of hair on their neck, like a horse,” went on Sue.

“Well, we could take some carpenter shavings and tie them on Ned’s dog’s neck,” said Bunny.  “We could make believe that was the lion’s mane.”

“Yes,” agreed Sue, “we could do that.  Oh, I think a circus is nice, Bunny.  But what else can we have besides the wild animals?”

“Oh, I can make a trapeze from the clothes-line and a broom handle.  I could hang by my feet from the trapeze.”

“Oh, Bunny!  Wouldn’t you be afraid?”

“Pooh!  No!  Didn’t I hang in the tree?  And I was only a little scared then.  I’ll get on the trapeze all right.”

“And what can I do, Bunny?”

“Oh, you can ride a horse when Bunker Blue holds you on.  We’ll get mother to make you a blue dress out of mosquito netting, and you can have a ribbon in your hair, like a real circus lady.”

“Oh, Bunny, do you s’pose mother will let us have the circus?”