" added Bunny.

"All right. I'll call her up," said the man, smiling. "And I don't
believe you had better eat any more griddle cakes. You might be made
ill. Give them some dry, sweet crackers, and a glass of milk," he said
to the girl. "That won't hurt them."

Bunny and Sue liked the crackers very much. They were eating away,
having a fine time, when, all at once, into the restaurant came Mrs.
Brown.

"Oh, Mother!" cried Bunny, as he saw her. "Are you hungry too? Sit down
by us and eat! We had a fine meal, didn't we, Sue?"

"Yep," answered the little girl. "The ice-cream and watermelon is awful
good, Mother!"

"Yes, I suppose it is," and Mrs. Brown could not help smiling. "But you
musn't come in restaurants, and order meals like this, Bunny Brown,
without having money to pay for them. It isn't right!"

"I--I thought I had money enough," and Bunny looked at his four pennies.

The manager laughed. He had found Aunt Lu's name in the telephone book,
and had talked to her, telling her about Bunny and Sue. And then, as the
restaurant was just around the corner from Aunt Lu's house, Mrs. Brown
had hurried there to get her children.

She paid for what they had eaten, and took them back with her. The
waitress girl smiled, so did the manager, and so did many persons in the
restaurant, who had seen Bunny and Sue eating.

"Don't ever do anything like this again, Bunny," said Mrs. Brown.

"I won't," Bunny promised. "But we went to the fire, and we were awful
hungry; weren't we, Sue?"

"Yes, we was. And the hot cakes was good."

"Oh dear!" sighed Mrs. Brown. "I wonder what it will be next."

But even Bunny Brown and his sister Sue did not know.

For several weeks the two children stayed at Aunt Lu's city home. They
had more good times, and often went with their mother or Aunt Lu to the
moving pictures. Then, too, there was much to see on the city streets,
and Bunny and Sue never grew tired of looking at the strange sights.
Daddy Brown wrote letters, saying he was so busy, looking after his boat
business, that he could not come to see them for a long time.

"Does he say how Splash, our dog, is?" asked Bunny, when part of one of
his father's letters had been read to him and Sue.

"Yes, Daddy says Splash is all right, but lonesome," Mrs. Brown
answered.

"I wish we had Splash here with us," sighed Sue.

"So do I," echoed her brother.

After that, whenever they saw a dog out in the street, they looked
anxiously at