"We've got to tell
Sadie and the rest of 'em, and we've got to get tickets, and put up a
tent."
"A tent!" cried Sue. "Where is a tent?"
"That's so," admitted Bunny, looking puzzled, "We haven't got a tent.
But we can have the Punch and Judy show in our barn," he went on
quickly, "and you can stand at the door and take the money, and sell
tickets--that is, when you aren't being Mrs. Punch."
"Aunt Lu won't have to buy a ticket, will she?" Sue wanted to know.
"Course not!" Bunny cried. "She's company. 'Sides, we're making the show
for her, so she won't be so sad about her ring."
"I wish we could find it for her," Sue sighed.
"So do I," came from Bunny. "But I guess we never shall. Now we must go
and tell Sadie and Helen and the others about the show."
"Are they going to be in it?" asked his sister.
"No, they won't be Mr. or Mrs. Punch, but we want them to buy tickets
and come."
"How much are tickets?"
Bunny thought for a moment.
"We'll charge pins and money--money for the big folks, pins for
children.
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