Brown," remarked Mrs. Star.
"They do," sighed the mother of Bunny Brown and his sister Sue. But she
smiled as she sighed, for her little boy and girl never made her any
real trouble.
"Do you think they really will give a show?" asked Mrs. Bentley.
"You never can tell," was Mrs. Brown's answer. "We didn't think they'd
actually give a circus performance, but they did. However, a show in a
real theater is quite different, and I hardly believe Bunny and Sue will
go on with the idea."
But Bunny and Sue did--at least they started talking it over the first
thing next day, and when school was over quite a gathering of boys and
girls assembled in a room over the Brown garage.
"Now, girls and fellows," said Bunny, as he stood in front of the crowd
of his playmates, who were seated on old boxes, broken chairs, and other
things stored away in the garage, "we're going to get up a show to make
money for the Red Cross."
"Do you mean a make-believe show, and charge five pins to come in?"
asked Harry Bentley.
"No, I mean a real show, like in a theater, and charge real money,"
went on Bunny. "Pins aren't any good for the Red Cross. They get all the
pins they want. They need money--my mother said so. Now we could get up
a regular acting play--like that one we saw at the Opera House. We could
have some singing in it, and some jiggling and some of us could do
tricks and stand on our heads.
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