Bunny always
seemed in a hurry, and his mother used to say he could ask more
questions than several grown folks could answer.
"Why do you want me to get up so early?" Bunny asked again. He was wide
awake now.
"Why, Bunny Brown! Have you forgotten?" asked Sue, with a queer look in
her brown eyes. "Don't you remember Aunt Lu is coming to visit us to-
day, and we're going down to the station to meet her?"
"Oh yes! That's so! I did forget all about it!" Bunny said. "I guess it
was because I dreamed so hard in the night, Sue. I dreamed I had a new
rocking-horse, and he ran away with me, up-hill--"
"Rocking-horses can't run away," Sue said, shaking her head, the hair of
which needed brushing, as it had become "tousled" in her sleep.
"Well, mine ran away, in my dream, anyhow!" declared Bunny.
"They can't run up hill, even in dreams," insisted Sue. "Horses have to
walk up hill. Grandpa's always do."
"Maybe not in dreams," Bunny said. "And I really did dream that, Sue.
And I'm glad you woke me up, for I want to meet Aunt Lu.
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