Bunny and his boy friends played the ball game with the dog, while the girls, after having tired themselves with the lively games, like tag, brought out their dolls and dressed and undressed them.

“When are we going to fly the kites?” asked Charlie Star.

“We can do it now,” Bunny answered.

Each boy had made himself a kite, which he brought with him.  Bunny got his from the house, and, going to an open place, where the trees would not catch the strings, the boys put up their air-toys.

The wind was good, as Bunny had said, and soon there were six kites floating in the air.  That is there were six for a time, and then Bunny’s string broke, and away flew his kite.

“Oh, dear!” he cried.

“That’s too bad!” exclaimed Charlie Star.  “Come on, boys, we’ll haul down our kites and chase after Bunny’s!”

They were just going to do this when Mrs. Brown came out to say that it was time to eat.

“You can look for the kite, afterward,” she said; “if you go now all the ice cream may melt, as we have taken it out of the freezer.”

Of course the boys did not want anything like that to happen, so they said they would wait.  Down they sat at the tables, the boys at theirs and the girls at the one made ready for them.  Aunt Lu, Mrs. Brown and the cook passed the good things, and, for a time, there was not much talking done.  The children were too busy eating.

“Don’t forget Aunt Lu’s jam and jelly tarts!” called out Bunny.  “They’re fine!”

And when they had been passed around, all the guests at the party said Bunny was right, and that the tarts were just fine!

“I’m so glad you like them,” said Aunt Lu, very much pleased.

Bunny wanted to give a Punch and Judy show, with Sue, after the meal was over.  He said he could wear the big, hollow lobster claw, and make himself look very funny.

“But I think I wouldn’t—­not now,” his mother remarked.  “You would have to build a little booth, or place for you and Sue to get inside of, and we haven’t time for that.  Just play some easy games.”

“All right,” agreed Bunny.

Aunt Lu had all the children sit in a ring on the grass while she told them a story.  And it was just after the story was finished that George Watson played his trick.

George had not been invited to the party, because he was too old, Mrs. Brown said.

Perhaps this had made George rather angry.  At any rate, when the children were thanking Aunt Lu for the nice story she had told them, there was suddenly tossed over the fence, right into the midst of them, a paste-board shoe box.  It fell near Bunny’s feet, and he jumped back, he was so startled.

“Who threw that?” Bunny asked.

“George Watson did,” said Charlie Star.  “I saw him walk up along the fence, and throw it over.”

“What is it?” asked Sue.

“Maybe it’s a present for Splash,” suggested Sadie.