“He’s worse,” said Bunny. “He kind of thought I was his lost son, Harry, until he saw I wasn’t big enough.”
“Poor man,” sighed Mrs. Brown. “I hope he will find his son.”
“And the treasure,” added Bunny.
“Yes, and the treasure, too,” said his mother. “I don’t know what sort of treasure it is, but I hope he’ll find it.”
“Maybe it’s a box of gold, like in the fairy story,” said Sue.
“Or diamonds,” added Bunny. “But, Mother,” he asked, “why are we going to Philadelphia? I thought we were going on the rolling ocean.”
“We are,” answered Mrs. Brown. “But to get on the ocean we have to go on board a ship—the Beacon, with Captain Ward in charge. And as the Beacon sails from Philadelphia, we must go to that city to get on board. So we are going to leave for Philadelphia day after to-morrow and then the next day we shall be on the Beacon.”
“Hurray!” cried Bunny Brown. “What fun we’ll have!”
“Lots of fun!” echoed Sue.
The remainder of the day was a busy one in the Brown home, for Mrs. Brown had to look over and sort the clothes she was to take for the children. Sue saw her fur coat in her closet.