"
"Well, child, we can try it," the candy-lady said. "I can't hit him with
the broom, that's sure, unless I stand on a chair, and if I do that he
may reach down and pull my hair, as he did Mrs. Winkler's one day. I'll
get the peanuts."
She brought a handful from another show case, and gave them to Bunny,
who held them up so the monkey could see them.
"Come and get the nuts, Wango!" Bunny called.
The monkey chattered, and made funny faces, but he did not come down. He
seemed to like the lollypops better, and, also, his perch on the shelf,
he thought, was safer than one on the floor.
"What shall we do?" asked Mrs. Redden.
"Bunny, could you run down the street, and ask Mr. Winkler to come and
take his monkey away?"
"Yes'm, I'll do it," the little boy answered politely.
But just then something else happened.
Wango, trying to peel the wax paper from another lollypop, dropped a
second one. He reached for it, but he did keep hold of the shelf, and,
the next second down he himself fell, knocking over several more candy
jars.
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