Sue."

"And will you buy things there?" asked Sue.

"Why, yes," agreed her mother. "We will trade there all we can. Mr.
Gordon, the big grocer, can afford to lose a little of our custom."

"Do you think you could give her any money out of your bank, Daddy?"
asked Bunny. "And she could give it back after she got her legacy."

"I'll see about it," was the smiling answer. "I know some of the men in
the Grocery Supply Company," went on Mr. Brown, "and I'll ask them to be
a bit easy with the old lady. But you didn't tell us about this legacy,
Bunny. You told us about the cross man, but not about the legacy."

"The children have spoken of it to me several times," said Mrs. Brown.
"It seems some relative of Mrs. Golden has died, and her son has gone to
see about some money or property that may come to his mother."

"She'll have plenty of money when she gets her legacy," remarked Bunny.
"She told me so."

"Then let us hope that she gets it," said Mr. Brown. "And now don't you
children worry any more about it," he told Bunny and Sue. "I'll help
Mrs. Golden if she really needs it."

"And we'll help her, too," said Bunny to his sister, as they went to bed
that night.

"Hey, Bunny! Hi, Bunny Brown!" called a voice under Bunny's window