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Klingmayer rose and was about to follow, when the merchant asked her to wait a moment and inquired whether Winkler owed her anything. "I am sorry that you should have had this shock and the annoyances and trouble which will come of it, but I don't want you to be out of pocket by it." "No, he doesn't owe me anything," replied the honest old woman, shaking her head.
Everything seemed to be all right. "We're not hurt a bit," Bunny laughed. "Well, I'm glad of that," went on Mr. Winkler, as he helped Bunny put the wagon right side up and straight once more. "How did it happen?" "Splash just runned away," replied Sue, "He runned after the yellow dog." "And he caught him all right," laughed Mr. Winkler. "But they seem to be great friends now.
They had a grandfather and a grandmother, and also an aunt, Miss Lulu Baker, who lived in a big city. Bunny and Sue Brown had many friends in Bellemere. Besides the few boys and girls I have mentioned there were many others. And there was also Jed Winkler, an old sailor who owned a monkey, and, lately, he had bought a green parrot from an old shipmate of his.
After mailing the letter the four children drove to the home of Mr. Winkler. "I hope the monkey does something queer," said Bunny. "I wish the parrot would sing a funny song!" exclaimed Sue. "Something seems to be the matter, anyhow," said Lucile, as they got out of the little sled and walked toward the front door of Mr. Winkler's house, where the actor boarded.
"That's it, little man, the chain won't let Wango run away," said the sailor. "That is, I hope it won't, though he often gets out of his cage. He's quite a tricky monkey." Mr. Winkler went on down the street, rattling the monkey-chain, and Mrs.
His customer sat up and asked the question for which the landlord was waiting. "So it was around here that the man was shot?" "Yes. His name was Leopold Winkler, that was in the papers to-day too. You see that pretty house opposite? Well, right behind this house is the garden that belongs to it and back of that, an old garden which has been neglected for some time.
"Maybe I ought to say that the show left us. It 'busted up, as we say. There wasn't enough money to pay the actors, and so we all had to quit." "That's too bad," said Jed Winkler. "It was a pretty good show, too. But say, my boy, I feel that I owe you something for having gotten my monkey down out of the tree. If you haven't been paid by the show people, perhaps maybe " "Oh, no, thank you!
"What's that, Bunny Brown?" called Miss Winkler, stepping to the door of the parlor, in which Mr. Treadwell was looking for his missing wig. "What's that you said about an old man?" "There's one in your kitchen now," added Sue, for she was now looking at the funny "old man" in the kitchen. "One what in my kitchen?" asked Miss Winkler, in surprise. "A funny old man," said Bunny again.
"From the general description and the initials on his linen, I believe it must be Leopold Winkler," answered Pokorny. "Mrs. Klingmayer has not seen him since Monday morning, nor has she had any message from him. He left the office Monday afternoon at 6 o'clock and that was the last time that we saw him.
For a report, coming from the Ambassador in Paris, had passed through a number of higher and lower officers, until it reached the Village Council; it stated that, according to a communication received from Algiers, John Winkler of Haldenbrunn had perished in that colony during an outpost skirmish.
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