"Oh, Bunny, is you got an idea?"
"Yes," Bunny answered slowly, "I has got an idea."
"Oh, goodie!" cried Sue. "Tell me about it, Bunny, and we'll do it!"
Bunny often had ideas. That is, he thought of things to do, and nothing pleased Sue more than to do things with her brother. They were not always the right things to do, but then the children couldn't be expected to do right all the while; could they?
So, whenever Bunny said he had an idea, which meant he was going to do something to have fun, Sue was anxious to know what his idea was.
"Tell me, Bunny!" she begged.
Bunny went over closer to his sister, looked all around the tent, as if to make sure no one was listening, and when he saw only Splash, the big dog, he whispered:
"Sue, how would you like to practice sleeping out?"
"Sleeping out?" said Sue. She did not just know what Bunny meant.
"Yes, sleeping out," said the little boy again.
