But you didn't tell us about this legacy,
Bunny. You told us about the cross man, but not about the legacy."
"The children have spoken of it to me several times," said Mrs. Brown.
"It seems some relative of Mrs. Golden has died, and her son has gone to
see about some money or property that may come to his mother."
"She'll have plenty of money when she gets her legacy," remarked Bunny.
"She told me so."
"Then let us hope that she gets it," said Mr. Brown. "And now don't you
children worry any more about it," he told Bunny and Sue. "I'll help
Mrs. Golden if she really needs it."
"And we'll help her, too," said Bunny to his sister, as they went to bed
that night.
"Hey, Bunny! Hi, Bunny Brown!" called a voice under Bunny's window
early the next morning.
"Hello! Who's down there?" Bunny asked, jumping out of bed.
"Come on down!" cried Charlie Star. "We're going to have a ball game!
We're waiting for you! Bobbie Boomer, Harry Bentley, George Watson, and
all the fellows are over in the lots waiting. Come on have a ball game!"
"I didn't know it was so late!" murmured Bunny, rubbing his eyes.
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