"Yes," said Bunny slowly, as he went out on the shady porch with his sister Sue, "we want to have some fun."
"Let's go down to the fish dock," said Sue. "We haven't seen the boats for a long time. We didn't see any while we were at grandpa's."
"Course not," agreed Bunny. "They don't have boats on a farm. But we had a nice ride on the duck pond, on the raft, Sue."
"Yes, we did, Bunny. But we got all wet and muddy." Sue laughed as she remembered that, and so did Bunny.
"All right, we'll go down to the fish dock," agreed the little boy.
Their father, Mr. Walter Brown, was in the boat business at Bellemere, on Sandport bay, near the ocean. Mr. Brown owned many boats, and fishermen hired some, to go away out on the ocean, and catch fish and lobsters. Other men hired sail boats, row boats or gasoline motor boats to take rides in on the ocean or bay, and often Bunny and Sue would have boat trips, too.
The children always liked to go down to the fish dock, and watch the boats of the fishermen come in, laden with what the men had caught in their nets. Mr. Brown had an office on the fish dock.
"Where are you two children going?" called Mrs. Brown after Bunny and Sue, as they went out the front gate.
"Down to Daddy's dock," replied Bunny.
"Well, be careful you don't fall in the water."