"If owing a lot of money and not being able to pay it is trouble, then I'm in almost up to my eyes," she answered, with a shake of her head.
"Like I was in the brook!" said Sue.
"Yes, I suppose so," sighed Mrs. Golden. "I'm afraid I've got to lose my store."
"Tell me how much you owe," begged Mr. Brown.
And when he heard he shook his head, saying:
"It is more than I thought. If it had been only about a hundred dollars I might have lent it to you, or found some one who would, but now I'm afraid nothing can be done."
"Do you mean the store will have to close?" asked Bunny.
"I'm afraid so, Son," replied his father.
"Oh dear!" sighed Mrs. Golden! "If Philip were only here then I might——"
"Well, here I am, Mother!" cried a voice at the front door. "What's the trouble?" and in came big, strong, jolly Philip Golden. He had just arrived on a train. "What's wrong?" he asked, for he could see that his mother had tears in her eyes.