"Can we play with it?" Bunny wanted to know.
Mr. Brown laughed so hard that Sue nearly fell off one knee, and Bunny off the other.
"What is it, Daddy?" asked the little boy. "What's so funny?"
"Oh, just you—and Sue," said Mr. Brown, still shaking up and down and sideways with laughter. "You are in a great hurry to have me tell you the surprise, and yet you keep on asking questions, so I have to answer them before I tell you."
"You asted the most questions, Bunny," said Sue, shaking her finger at him.
"No, I didn't. You did!"
"Well, we'll each just ask one question," went on Sue, "and then you can tell us, Daddy. I want to try and guess what it is—I mean what the tent is for. Shall we each take one guess, Bunny?"
"Yep. You guess first, Sue. What do you say the tent is for?"
Sue thought for half a minute, shutting her brown eyes and wrinkling up her little nose. She was thinking very hard.
"I—I guess the tent is for a house for our dog Splash," she said, after a bit. "Is it, Daddy?"