"We won't!" promised Bunny Brown. "Or, if we do, we'll pay for 'em!"
"Crackie! What dandy stuff!" cried Bobbie Boomer.
"Now we can have regular league games!" exclaimed Charlie Star, who was perhaps the best player of all the boys.
"And a real mask, like the Pirates have!" cried Harry Bentley.
"Take 'em along," said Mr. Morrison. "They're only cluttering up my cellar. I'm glad to get rid of 'em, and especially to good boys."
"We—we were afraid of you at first," said Charlie.
"Well, you needn't be any more," chuckled Mr. Morrison. "Just pay for my window, when you get the money together, and we'll call it square!"
Talking, laughing gleefully, and wondering at their good fortune, the boys hurried from the cellar. And they had another game that same afternoon, with the balls, bats, gloves and mask that Mr. Morrison had given them. Only Bunny knocked no more home runs, and Charlie's team won, which was, perhaps, as it ought to be. And, best of all, no more windows were broken.
It was quite an adventure for Bunny Brown, but it was not the last he and his sister Sue were to have, for many good times were ahead of them for the long vacation.