But Mother Brown put some cold, sweet cream on Sue's tongue, and soon the burning pain stopped.
After that Sue waited until the brown and roasted candy had cooled before she ate any.
"Oh, dear!" suddenly cried Bunny, as he was roasting a marshmallow for himself. "Oh, dear!"
"What's the matter with you?" asked his father. "Did you burn your tongue, Bunny?"
"No, but my candy slipped off my stick, and it's all burning up in the fire."
"Never mind," said Mother Brown. "Here's another candy. Next time don't hold the marshmallow over the fire so long. That makes it soft, so it melts, and it won't stay on the stick."
After Bunny and Sue learned how to do it they had no trouble roasting the marshmallows. Everyone roasted some except Splash, and he was very glad to eat the browned and puffed-up sweets, even if he could not hold them over the fire. But Splash took good care not to burn his tongue, as Sue had burned hers.
When the candies were all roasted, and eaten, it was time to go to bed. After Bunny and Sue were tucked in their cots, Bunny heard his father and Bunker Blue going about outside the tent. They seemed to be doing something to the ropes.
"What are you doing, Daddy?" Bunny asked.
"I think there's going to be a storm," answered Mr. Brown, "and I want to be sure the tents won't blow away. I'm making the ropes tight."