The little fellow sat up in bed. A light was burning out in the hall, so he could see plainly enough. He remembered what he had promised to do—wake up Sue by tickling her feet.
Softly he stole into her room, after putting on his bath robe. He dragged after him two blankets from his bed.
Reaching under the covers he gently tickled Sue's pink toes.
"What—What's matter?" murmured Sue, sleepily.
"Hush!" whispered Bunny close to her ear. "Wake up. Sue! I don't want to tickle you any more, and make you sneeze. We're going to sleep out in the tent, you know."
Sue was soon wide awake. Softly she crawled out of bed, slipped on her bath robe, which was on a chair near her bed, and then, dragging two blankets after her, she and Bunny went softly down the stairs.
Carefully Bunny opened the door, and he and Sue went out on the side porch, and down across the lawn to where, in the moonlight, stood grandpa's tent.
