Bunny and Sue had a pleasant afternoon with Aunt Lu, and when she told their father about the children having wandered into the moving picture show, he laughed so hard that tears came into his eyes.

“If this keeps on,” he said, “we’ll have either to keep them home all the while, or else you’ll have to be with them every minute, Aunt Lu.  You can’t tell what they are going to do next.”

It was a day or two after this that, as Bunny and Sue were going down the street, to buy a little candy at Mrs. Redden’s store, something queer happened.

They each had five cents, that Aunt Lu had given them, but they were allowed to spend only one penny of it this day, as their mother did not wish them to eat too much candy.

“I’m going to buy a lollypop—­they last longer,” Bunny announced.

“I’ll get one, too,” agreed Sue, as they entered the toy place.  The door swung open, a bell over it ringing to call Mrs. Redden, for she lived in rooms back of the store, where she kept house.

“How are you, Bunny and Sue?” asked the candy-lady as she smiled at them.  “I was beginning to think you had forgotten me.”

“Oh, no,” Bunny said.

“We’d never forget you,” declared Sue.  “I want a lollypop and so does Bunny.”

Mrs. Redden opened the glass show-case in which the candy was kept.  As she reached in her hand, to take out the lollypops, Bunny and Sue, standing in front, saw a brown, hairy paw also put into the case.  And the brown paw, which was close to Mrs. Redden’s hand, caught up a bunch of lollypops and quickly pulled them out.

“Oh! oh! oh, dear!” screamed Mrs. Redden.  “Oh, what is it?”

A second later a brown, furry animal jumped up from back of the counter, and scrambled from shelf to shelf, until it was on the very top one.  And there the animal sat, peeling the wax paper off a lollypop.

“Oh, what is it?  What is it?” cried Mrs. Redden.  “Oh, take it away!”

Bunny and Sue were not a bit frightened.  They looked up at the furry figure, on the top shelf of the candy store, and Bunny said: 

“Why, it’s only Wango, Mr. Winkler’s monkey!  I guess he broke loose from his chain.”

“Yes, it’s Wango!” echoed Sue.  “Come down, Wango!” she called, for both children had often petted the queer little monkey.

Wango accidentally dropped one of the lollypops he held.  He had so many in his paws that it was hard to hold them all.  He quickly reached for the falling candy, but he accidentally hit a glass jar filled with jelly beans.  It crashed down to the floor, spilling the candy beans all over.

“Oh! oh, dear! what a mess!” cried Mrs. Redden, and she ran to get the broom to drive Wango away.

CHAPTER XIX

BUNNY IN A QUEER PLACE

Wango was a queer monkey in more ways than one.  He liked to make mischief, or what others called mischief, though to him perhaps it was only fun.  And he did not seem to like ladies.  He would let boys and girls and men pet him, and make a fuss over him, but he would very seldom allow ladies to do this.