"Hello, Jim!" called Mr. Brown. "Well, here we are!"
"So I see, and I'm glad of it!" Mr. Morton answered. Then he was introduced to Mrs. Brown and the children. Mr. Morton was the man Daddy Brown had come to Georgia to see on business. Later Mr. Brown would have to visit Mr. Halliday at Orange Beach, Florida.
"Give me your checks and I'll look after your baggage," went on the Southerner. "I have my auto right behind the station, and it's only a short ride over to my place."
"Have you any peanuts?" asked Sue.
"Yes, I grow a few," answered Mr. Morton.
"Course you don't have any oranges?" Bunny added, feeling pretty sure, from what his father had said, there would be none; but still he could not help hoping.
"No, I'm sorry to say I haven't any orange grove," Mr. Morton replied, smiling.
"Is that your cotton field we passed?" asked Mrs. Brown, pointing back toward the scene through which they had come a little while before.
"That's part of my plantation, yes," answered the Southerner. "It's quite interesting if you haven't seen it as often as I have."
A little later the family was riding toward Mr. Morton's home, where the Browns were to stay while Daddy and Mr. Morton finished their business, which would take about a week. Mrs. Morton welcomed the family, and Bunny and Sue were delighted to find that there were two children, a boy and a girl, not much older than they were—Sam and Grace Morton.