CHAPTER XVII
THE MOVING PICTURES
"Oh, Bunny! Bunny! What are we going to do?" cried his sister Sue.
Bunny swallowed a sort of lump in his throat that always seemed to come when he was a bit frightened. Then he looked around. Next he glanced at Sue.
"Get under the box, Sue!" he cried. "Then the dog can't get you!"
"But what will you do?" asked the little girl. "I don't want you to get hurt, Bunny."
"I—I won't be afraid," said the little boy. "I—I'll pour lemonade on the dog, and that will make him run away."
"Oh—Oh!" gasped Sue. "Throw away our good lemonade?"
"We can make more," said Bunny. "There's only a little left, anyhow."
He reached for the pitcher. At the same time Sue started to crawl under the empty box they had made into a lemonade stand.