Bunny clambered in by way of the front seat and took his place at the
little table.
"I think we had better stop beside the road while we eat," said Mr.
Brown. "This automobile is all right for traveling, but the roads are so
rough here that I may spill my tea. So we'll anchor and eat."
"Daddy thinks we're in a boat I guess, when he talks about anchoring,"
said Sue, who, more than once, had been out in the big fishing boat with
her father.
Then the meal began. There was some cooked meat, for they could carry
meat in the ice box, baked potatoes, and, best of all, some pie.
It was while he was eating his pie and drinking his milk that Bunny
suddenly cried:
"The dogs!"
"What about them?" asked Mrs. Brown quickly. "Are they fighting? Where
are they, Bunny?"
"Just over in that field playing. But we didn't call Splash and Dix to
dinner."
"Oh, is that all? I think they can wait a bit," said Mrs. Brown with a
laugh. "By the way you spoke I thought something had happened."
"Well, this pie tasted good, that's part of what happened," said Bunny,
with a laugh. "And then I got to wishing Dix and Splash could have
some."
"I'll feed them when the rest of you have finished," promised Mrs.
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