"
"That's right," agreed Sue. "We can do that."
Bunny and Sue knew something about boats, and they could each row a
little. So while Bunny loosed the rope by which the boat was tied, Sue
took up one oar. Then Bunny took the other. He shoved the boat out a
little way. It began to move, first slowly, and then faster. All at once
Sue cried:
"Oh, Bunny! My umbrella!"
It was open, and a gust of wind almost blew it out of the boat. Bunny
caught the umbrella just in time. To do this he had to let go of his
oar, and it slid overboard, into the water. But Bunny was not thinking
about the oar just then. He had a new idea.
As he held the open umbrella he felt the wind blowing strongly against
it. The wind was almost strong enough to blow the umbrella out of his
hands. But he held on tightly.
"Oh, Bunny, your oar is gone!" cried Sue, as she saw it float away.
"I--I can't help it," answered her brother. "I can't reach it, Sue. You
get it."
"I can't. It's too far away."
"Well, let it go!" cried Bunny. "I know something else we can do, Sue.
Oh, this will be fun! It's better than fishing!"
Sue was pulling, as best she could, on her one oar.
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