ust as well pleased.
By this time the engine had taken enough water for its boiler, to last
until it got to New York, and the conductor took Bunny and Sue back to
their mother. They were quite excited and pleased over their visit to
the locomotive, and told Mrs. Brown all about the strange sights they
had seen.
"But when will we be at Aunt Lu's?" asked Bunny, as he looked out of the
window.
"Oh, soon now," his mother answered.
And, in about an hour, the brakeman put his head in through the door of
their car, and called out:
"New York! All change!"
"Change what, Mother?" asked Sue. "Have we got to change our clothes?
Are we going to bed?"
"No, dear. The man means we must change cars. We are at the end of our
railroad trip."
"But it's so dark," said Bunny. "I thought it was time to go to bed."
"It's the station that's dark," said Mrs. Brown. "Part of it is
underground, like a tunnel."
Indeed it was so dark in the train and the station that the car lamps
were lighted. No wonder Bunny and Sue thought it time to go to bed.
But when they got outside the sun was shining, though it was afternoon,
and would soon be supper time.
"Oh, here you are! Hello, Bunny dear! Hello, Sue dear!" cried a jolly
voice.
"Oh, Aunt Lu! Oh, Aunt Lu!" cried Bunny and Sue as they clung to their
aunt. "We're so glad to see you!"
"And I'm glad to see you!" she cried, as she kissed her sister, Mrs.
Brown. "Now come on, and we'll soon be at my house."
"But where's the surprise?" asked Bunny.
"Yes, we want to see the surprise," said Sue.
"It's in my automobile," said Aunt Lu with a laugh. "Come on, I'll show
her to you."
"Is it--is it a _her_?" asked Bunny.
"Yes, my dear. You'll soon see. Come on!"
Aunt Lu led the way to a fine, large automobile just outside the
station. A man wearing a tall hat opened the door of the car, and
looking inside Bunny and Sue saw a queer little colored girl, her kinky
hair standing up in little pigtails all over her head. She smiled at
Bunny and Sue, showing her white teeth.
"There!" cried Aunt Lu. "What do you think of my surprise?"
CHAPTER IX
THE WRONG HOUSE
For a second or two Bunny Brown and his sister Sue did not know what to
say. They stood on the sidewalk, at the door of the automobile, which
was one of the closed kind, staring at the little colored girl, with her
kinky wisps of hair.
"Well, what do you think of Wopsie?" asked Aunt Lu again. "Don't you
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