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That's my itinerary, Bunny, but I really can't see why you should come with me." "We may as well swing together!" I growled. "As you will, my dear fellow," replied Raffles. "But I begin to dread your company on the drop!" I shall hold my pen on that provincial tour.
In the next book, "Bunny Brown and His Sister Sue at Aunt Lu's City Home," I told the story of the two children going to the big city of New York, and of the queer things they saw and the funny things they did while there. Bunny and Sue had played together as long as they could remember. Bunny was about six or seven years old and Sue was a year younger.
And maybe the little yellow dog thought some one would now tie an express wagon to his tail. At any rate he ran on faster and faster, And Splash, who just wanted to speak to him, in dog language, ran on faster too. "Bumpity-bump-bump!" went the wagon with Bunny and Sue in it. "Whoa! Whoa!" called Bunny. But Splash would not stop. He was running away, but he did not mean to.
"He was well when he wrote, but the letter was written some time ago. Where he is, it is not easy to get letters carried in safety. One never knows what may be happening. It is, of course, a terrible anxiety." The tears came into her eyes. There had been a little shadow over her brightness even while she had watched Bunny. Nelly had been aware of it dimly. What did she mean? "Anxiety!"
These boats he hired out, or rented, to fishermen, and others who had to go on the bay, or even out on the ocean, when it was not too rough. Mr. Brown had a number of men to help him in his boat business; and one of the men, or, rather, an extra-large size boy, was Bunker Blue, of whom Bunny and Sue were very fond. And Bunker liked the two children' fully as much as they liked him.
I drew myself up with dignity, however, in a moment and answered her. "Very well, dear," I said. "Whenever you are ready I am. You must have banked enough by this time to be able to support me in the style to which I am accustomed." "That is not what I meant, Bunny," she retorted, coldly, frowning at me. "Well, it's what I mean," said I. "You are the only woman I ever loved "
"I'm going to be a circus man when I grow up," said Bunny, as he looked back, and saw the white tent fluttering to the ground, as the ropes holding it up were loosened. "I'm not," said Sue. "I I'd be afraid of the wild animals. I'm just going to ride in an automobile when I get big." "You can ride in mine," offered Bunny. "I'm going to have an automobile, even if I am a circus man."
"No, I won't hurt it a bit," Bunny replied. A sparrow was hopping along the flat stone, toward the upraised box, under which were the bread and cake crumbs, and other good things that birds like. Closer and closer to the box went the bird, and finally it was all the way under, picking up the crumbs. "Now watch me catch him!" cried Bunny.
"Well, I like to have you stay," said the hermit, "but it is getting late, and perhaps I had better take you to the road that leads straight to your camp." "Yes, we had better go," replied Bunny. "We'll know our way home now. Thank you for taking care of us and for the cookies." "Which we didn't ask for," said Sue quickly. "Did we, Mr. Bixby?"
My dear Bunny, I'm dead I'm at the bottom of the sea and don't you forget it for a minute." "But are you all right, or are you not?" "No, I'm half-poisoned by Theobald's prescriptions and putrid cigarettes, and as weak as a cat from lying in bed." "Then why on earth lie in bed, Raffles?" "Because it's better than lying in gaol, as I am afraid YOU know, my poor dear fellow.
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