Then the two children played the Robinson Crusoe game; that is, as much
of it as Bunny could remember, which was not a great deal. But they had
good fun, walking about the island, and going into the green vine-bower
now and then to get out of the sun, which was very hot.
But even as much fun as it was playing at being shipwrecked on an
island, like Robinson, in the story book, the children soon tired of it.
"I guess we'd better go home," said Sue after awhile. "I'm terribly
hungry, Bunny."
"So'm I."
"And if we can't catch any fish, and can't find any place to get things
to eat from, we'd better go home."
"Yes, I guess we had. I wonder if I can row the boat?"
Bunny had often seen his father, or Bunker Blue, or sometimes his
mother, row a boat, so he knew how it was done. But he knew the oars in
the boat in which he and Sue had gone adrift were heavy, and he was not
very strong, though a sturdy little chap for his years.
"I'll help you," Sue said. "But first I'll have to un-Friday myself. I
must wash off this mud.
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