“Well—then perhaps we’d better wait,” admitted Sunny Boy. “But one whole night’s an awful long time, isn’t it?”
CHAPTER IV
OFF FOR BROOKSIDE
Perhaps the most fun of going on a journey is the fun of starting.
Sunny Boy began to get excited the moment he opened his eyes the next morning, and if he had had his way, they wouldn’t have bothered with such an every-day affair as breakfast. One could eat breakfast any morning, but a trip on the train to one’s grandfather’s farm was much more important.
However, Daddy explained that all experienced travelers ate a good breakfast before they set out, and as Sunny Boy wanted above all things to do as real travelers did, he consented to sit down and be interested for a few moments in his blue oatmeal bowl and its contents.
“You look so nice, Mother,” he told Mrs. Horton suddenly.
“So do you,” she assured him, smiling. “I think it must be because we are both wearing our new blue serge suits.”