eedles and the shorter ones from
the spruces and the hemlocks. Here and there the sun shone down through
the thick branches, but not too much. It was like being in a green
bower.

On and on wandered Bunny and Sue, thinking what a nice place it was.
They found pine cones and odd stones, with, here and there, a bright
flower.

All of a sudden Sue looked around.

"Bunny, it's getting dark," she said. "I can't see the sun any more. I
guess it's night, and we'd better go back home."

"I don't believe it's night," said the little boy. "I guess the trees
are so thick we can't see the sun. But we can go home. I'm getting
hungry, anyhow. Come on."

They turned about to go back, and walked on for some time. Sue took hold
of Bunny's hand.

"It's getting terrible dark," she said. "Where's home, Bunny?"

The little boy looked around.

"I--I guess it isn't far," he said. "But it is dark, Sue. I wish I had a
flashlight. Next time I'm going to bring one. But we'll soon be home."

However, they were not. It rapidly grew darker, and at last Bunny Brown
knew what had happened.

"We're lost, and it's going to be a dark night," he said, holding more
tightly to Sue's hand. "We're lost in the Christmas trees!" he added,
and his sister gave a little cry and held tightly to him.

CHAPTER XV

BUNNY'S TOE

For some little time Bunny Brown and his sister Sue stood among the
Christmas trees, as they called the evergreens that lined the shore of
the cove. The night seemed to get darker and darker. It was really only
dusk, and it was much lighter out on the open beach than it was under
the trees. But the trouble was that Bunny and Sue were in among the
evergreens and they thought it later than it really was.

"Oh, Bunny, what are we going to do?" asked his sister after a while,
during which she had held tightly to his hand and looked about.

Bunny was looking around also, trying to think what was the best thing
to do. He was older than his sister, and he felt that he must take care
of her and not frighten her.

"I--I guess we'd better walk along, Sue," said Bunny at last.

"But maybe then we'll get lost more," Sue suggested.

"We can't be lost any more than we are," declared Bunny. "We can't see
our bungalow and we don't know where it is and--and, well, we'd better
walk on."

Bunny looked at his sister. He saw her lips beginning to tremble, dark
as it was under the trees. And when Sue's lips quivered in that way
Bunn