exclaimed Mrs. Brown to her husband. "There's something
under my bed. I'm sure it's one of the animals from the boys' circus! Do
look and see what it is!"

"Oh, it can't be anything," said Mr. Brown. "All the animals are shut up
in the tent. Besides, they are only make-believe animals, anyhow."

"Well, I'm sure _something_ is under my bed!" said Mrs. Brown. "I heard
it move. Please look!"

Mr. Brown looked. Sue and Bunny wondered what it was their papa would
find. They heard him say:

"Oh, it's nothing but a piece of white paper. You heard it rattle in the
wind. Come and see for yourself."

Bunny and Sue heard their mother cross the room. She stooped down to
look under the bed. Then she cried:

"Oh, Walter! It's alive! It isn't paper at all. It's coming out!"

"Why, so it is!" said Mr. Brown. "I wonder what--?"

Then Mrs. Brown screamed, and Mr. Brown laughed.

"Oh, it's a mouse! It's a rat! It's a whole lot of mice!" said Bunny's
mother.

"Yes, it's a whole lot of mice, and they're white!" said Mr. Brown with
a jolly laugh. "Hurrah! We've found the lost white mice from the boys'
circus! You needn't be afraid of them!"

Mrs. Brown did not scream any more. She was not afraid of white mice.
Bunny and Sue ran into the room where their mother and father were.
There they saw their father picking up the white mice in his hands, and
petting them. The mice seemed to like it.

"Oh, where did you find them?" cried Bunny.

"Under our bed," his mother said.

"Oh, how glad Sam will be!" said Sue. "Now we can have the circus all
right."

And so the white mice were found. They had gotten out of their cage in
the tent, and had, somehow or other, found their way to the farmhouse.
There they had hid themselves away, until that night when they came out
into Mr. Brown's room.

"Well, I'm glad they are found," said Mrs. Brown. "Give them something
to eat, and put them in a box until morning."

This Mr. Brown did, after Bunny and Sue had held in their hands the
queer pets, which had such funny pink eyes.

"I want to see them do some tricks," said Sue.

"Sam can hitch them to a little cart and drive them," said Bunny. "He
told me so."

The mice were put safely away ready for the circus the next day, and
soon the house was quiet, with everyone asleep.

The sun was brightly shining. There was just enough wind to make it
cool, and the weather was perfectly fine for the circus. Bunny, Sue,
Bunker and Ben were up early