So
Bunny and Sue had their fright for nothing, though of course, at the
time, Bunny thought the goat might hurt his sister.
"And I'm sorry I hit him with a stone," said Bunny, when, afterward, he
was told how gentle the goat was.
"Oh, well, you didn't hurt him," said Aunt Lu.
Bunny, Sue and Splash were late for their dinner that day.
"My! What kept you?" asked Mrs. Brown, as they entered the house. "I did
not want you to stay so long away."
"It was the goat that made me," Sue said, and then she and Bunny told of
their adventure.
"Well, of course you couldn't help that," Mrs. Brown said with a smile.
"Something new always seems to be happening to you children. Now wash
and come to your meal."
There were jam tarts for dessert that day, and as Bunny ate his, the
raspberry jam coming up through the three small holes in the top crust,
the little fellow said:
"These are so good! Who made them?"
"Aunt Lu did," answered his mother. '"Aren't they nice?"
"Lovely!" murmured Sue. "May I have another, Mother?"
"I think so, as they are small.
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