with the corner of her apron. She was not exactly crying, you know. Only
she laughed so hard that tears came into her eyes. "You queer, dear
little children!" she said. "What are you going to do next?"

"Why, we're going to the station as soon as I get the bread buttered,
and Sue puts the cake in a bag," Bunny said. He did not seem to feel
that anything was wrong.

"Oh, my dears, Aunt Lu's train won't be in for some time--two or three
hours," said Mrs. Brown. "And you know I've told you never to go down to
the station alone."

"Couldn't you come with us?" asked Sue, eating a few of the cake crumbs.

"Or maybe papa," added Bunny. "If he can't Bunker can. Bunker knows the
way to the station."

"And Bunker likes cake, too," Sue said. "We might give him a piece, if
Aunt Lu doesn't want it."

"No, no! You musn't give away my cake like that," said Mrs. Brown. "Now
listen to me. It will be hours before Aunt Lu will get here. Then,
perhaps, I may take you to the station to meet her. But now I must dress
you right and give you your breakfast. Papa had his some time ago, as he
had to go down to the bay to see about some boats. I wondered why you
were getting up so early. Now put back the bread and cake and wait until
I give you something to eat."

A little later, rather disappointed at not being allowed to go off alone
to meet their aunt, Bunny and Sue sat at the breakfast table.