Mrs. Golden guided his hands
as he poured the sugar into the scoop of the scale, and of course she
watched to make sure the weight was right, for Bunny was hardly old
enough to know that.
But he did it nearly all himself, and he told his father so that evening
after supper.
"My! I'll have to be on the lookout for a vacant place to rent so you
and Sue can keep a store during vacation," replied Mr. Brown, laughing.
"Oh, we don't want to start a store unless Mrs. Golden gets her legacy
so she'll be rich," declared Sue. "If we had a store she wouldn't sell
so much and she'd be sorry."
"Well, maybe that's so," agreed her father, with a smile. "We'll wait
until we find out about the legacy before we start you and Bunny in the
store business. When will Mrs. Golden know about it?"
"When her son Philip comes back. He's gone to see about the legacy,"
said Bunny.
When they went to bed that night Bunny and Sue talked of what they would
do during the long vacation. On account of some business matters, Mr.
Brown could not take his family away that summer until about the middle
of August.
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