“I want to go, too!” cried Bunny.
“Well, perhaps I’ll take you both,” said Mr. Brown. “As long as you have the pony cart out and while Toby seems so fresh and strong, I’m sure it will do no harm if I ride with you to the hospital in the cart. It isn’t far and it’s a level road the whole way.”
“Oh, we’ll all go to the hospital!” cried Sue, clapping her hands in joy. Of course, for a well person to go to the hospital is not as bad as when a sick person has to go. I think if Sue had been ill or hurt and had to go to the hospital she might not have been so jolly. “We’ll all go!” she said. “Bunny and Daddy and I and Patter!”
“No, Patter mustn’t go,” said Mr. Brown, with a shake of his head.
“Why not?” asked Bunny Brown.
“He might make a disturbance,” said Mr. Brown. “Besides, Patter is a bit strange yet, and when you drive down the main streets of the town he might jump out of the pony cart and run away. You wouldn’t want that to happen, would you?”
“Oh, no!” cried Bunny and Sue.
So Patter was made to get out of the pony cart, though he did not want to. Patter was shut up in the woodhouse for a time, and Mr. Brown took the place left vacant by the dog. Then with his two children Mr. Brown drove to the hospital where the old man had been taken after the accident.
Bunny and Sue would have gone right into the rooms where the sick and injured patients lay in their white beds, only their father thought it unwise. There are sad sights to see, and sad sounds to hear in a hospital, and it was not good for Bunny and Sue to see and hear them.
So they waited outside in the pony cart while their father went into the big red brick building, carrying the basket of good things Mrs. Brown had put up for the unknown man.