“Bunny is getting a shower bath,” said Mr. Brown. “It’s raining and the hut is leaking.”
“What a terrible storm!” cried Mrs. Brown, as the hut shook in the gale of wind. Then Sue began to cry.
CHAPTER XIX
CAMPING OUT
Bunny Brown and his sister Sue began to think that never in all their lives had they felt so sad and unhappy. They were on a strange island, and though at first it had seemed fun, now, without any soft bed to sleep in, sheltered under only a grass and palm leaf hut, and with the rain coming in—well, it is no wonder Sue cried. Bunny started to shed a few tears, and then he remembered that his daddy, only a few days before, had said that “boys of your age, Bunny, don’t cry.”
Mr. and Mrs. Brown, too, began to think that this was the most miserable of all the many adventurous trips they had taken with the children. They were wondering about the ship’s coming back, though Bunny Brown and his sister Sue did not think so much of this matter.
But Mr. Brown quickly saw that he must do something to cheer up his family. There was no real danger, he decided.
“Don’t cry, Sue!” he called to his little girl, who was already in her mother’s arms. “A little rain isn’t going to hurt, is it, Son?” he asked the small lad.
“No—I—now—I like it,” replied Bunny, thus turning himself into a little hero.
“See, Sue,” laughed Mr. Brown, as he pulled the rug and grass bed of the children out from under the hole in the roof, “Bunny likes it. Don’t cry.”
“I wasn’t crying ’cause—’cause—Bunny was getting wet,” said Sue.