“Do you know this man’s son, children?”
“Oh, no, ma’am,” said Bunny. “But we’re going to the West Indies on a steamboat soon.”
“Maybe we could find his son!” added Sue. “Oh, Bunny, wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could?”
“Yes,” agreed Bunny, “very wonderful!”
Then a change came over Mr. Pott. He tossed restlessly on the bed and cried out:
“Avast! Belay there! Drop the anchor! We’re sinking! Where are you, Harry? Save the treasure!”
“He is out of his mind again,” said the nurse softly. “You had better go home, children.”
CHAPTER VI
OFF ON THE TRIP
Feeling very sorry for Mr. Pott, Bunny and Sue walked down the stairs and toward the front door of the hospital. They had done their best to be kind to him by bringing him fruit and flowers. True, the apples were green and the sick man could not eat them, but Bunny and Sue did not know this. The nurses did not tell them, for they did not want the children to feel disappointed.
But the flowers were all right to go in the sick man’s room, and a little later the buttercups, daisies and dandelions were put in a vase with water at the stems and placed on the table near Mr. Pott’s bed.