"We're not afraid," said Bunny bravely. "Once we got locked in an empty house; didn't we, Sue?"
"Yep. And we slided down the banister rail. It was fun."
"Well, I haven't any banister here for you to slide down," said the hermit. "But you may go to sleep if you like."
He went out, shutting the door after him, first having put the lamp on a high shelf where it could not be knocked over, if Bunny and Sue happened to be playing about the cabin.
But Bunny and Sue did not feel much like playing. They were not so frightened by the storm just now, but they were tired and sleepy. Sue saw, in one corner of the room, a sort of bed, or bunk, with blankets and pillows spread out on it.
"Oh, Bunny!" cried the little girl. "There's a bed just like those in our automobile. I'm going to sleep!"
"All right," answered Bunny. "You go to sleep, and I'll sit up and be on guard like the soldiers do in camp. I'll pretend I'm a soldier."
"That will be fun!" exclaimed Sue.
She climbed up in the hermit's bed, and put her head down on the pillow. It was a nice, clean bunk, as clean as those her mother had made in the traveling automobile.
Bunny curled up in a chair near Sue. His eyes were wide open, and he tried to feel just as he thought a soldier on guard would feel. His mother had read him stories about soldiers staying awake all night.