“What is it?  What’s the matter?” asked Daddy Brown, as he awakened on hearing his wife call.  “What has happened?”

“Why, I can’t find Bunny or Sue!  They’re not in their beds!  I came in to cover them up, as I always do, but they’re not here.  Oh dear!  I hope nothing has happened to them!”

“Of course nothing has happened!” said Daddy Brown.  He sprang out of bed and lighted a light in Bunny’s room.  As he took one look at the tumbled bed, and saw that two of the blankets were gone, Mr. Brown laughed.

“What are you laughing at?” his wife asked him.  “I don’t see anything very funny to laugh at!”

“It’s those children!” said Daddy Brown, “I know where they are!”

“Where?” cried Mother Brown, eagerly.  “Where?”

“Out in the tent.  They’ve taken their blankets and gone out there to sleep.  They’re playing camping out, I’m sure.  We’ll find them in the tent.”

And, surely enough, as you well know, there they found Bunny Brown and his sister Sue, fast asleep on their blankets in the tent, with Splash sleeping between them.

Splash looked up and wagged his tail as Mr. and Mrs. Brown, wearing their bath robes and slippers, came softly into the little canvas house.  Splash seemed to say: 

“Hush!  Don’t wake up the children!  They’re sound asleep!”

And Bunny and Sue were sound asleep.  Mr. and Mrs. Brown looked at one another, smiled, and then daddy picked up Bunny, blankets and all, while Mrs. Brown did the same with Sue.

“We’ll put them right in their own beds, in the house, without waking them up,” whispered Daddy Brown.

“Yes,” nodded Mother Brown.

“What—­what’s matter?” sleepily murmured Bunny as he felt himself being carried into the house.  But that was all he said, and he did not even open his eyes.

Sue never said anything as her mother carried her.  And as for Splash, once he saw that the children were being taken care of, he curled up in a corner of the tent, and went to sleep again.

CHAPTER V

OFF TO CAMP

Bunny Brown opened his eyes, and sat up in bed.  Then he blinked his eyes.  Next he rubbed them.  Then he looked all around the bed.

Yes, there was no doubt about it, he was in his own little room, with the pictures he so well knew hanging on the walls, with his toys on the box in the corner.  It was his own room, and he had awakened in his own bed, and yet——­

“Sue!  Sue!” called Bunny in a whisper, looking toward the open door of the room in which his sister slept.  “Sue, is you there!”

“Yes, Bunny, I’m here.”

“And are you in your own bed?”

“Yes, I is.”

Sometimes Bunny and Sue did not speak just right, as perhaps you have noticed.

“But, Sue—­Sue,” Bunny went on, “didn’t we go to sleep in the tent; or did we?  Did I dream it?”