“We can walk right in,” he said.  “The door is open.  I guess this is for children like us—­they don’t want any money.  Come on in, Sue, and we’ll see the moving pictures!”

CHAPTER XVIII

WANGO AND THE CANDY

Bunny Brown and his sister Sue walked right into the moving picture theatre.  The door, as I have told you, was open, there was no one standing near to take tickets, or ask for money, and of course the children thought it was all right to go in.

No one seemed to notice them, perhaps because the place was dark, except where the brilliant pictures were dancing and flashing on the white screen.  And no one heard Bunny and Sue, for not only did they walk very softly, but just then the girl at the piano was playing loudly, and the sound filled the place.

Right in through the open side door walked Bunny and Sue, and never for a moment did they think they were doing anything wrong.  I suppose, after all, it was not very wrong.

Bunny walked ahead, and Sue followed, keeping hold of his hand.  Pretty soon she whispered to her brother: 

“Bunny!  Bunny!  I can’t see very good at all here.  I want to see the pictures better.”

“All right,” Bunny whispered back.  “I can’t see very good, either.  We’ll find a better place.”

You know you can’t look at moving pictures from the side, they all seem to be twisted if you do.  You must be almost in front of them, and this time Bunny and Sue were very much to one edge.

“We’ll get up real close, and right in front,” Bunny went on.  Then he saw a little pair of steps leading up to the stage, or platform; only Bunny did not know it was that.  He just thought if he and Sue went up the steps they would be better able to see.  So up he went.

The screen, or big white sheet, on which the moving pictures were shown, stood back some distance from the front of the stage.  And it was a real stage, with footlights and all, but it was not used for acting any more, as only moving pictures were given in that theatre now.

Sue followed Bunny up the steps.  The pictures were ever so much clearer and larger now.  She was quite delighted, and so was her brother.  They wandered out to the middle of the stage, paying no attention to the audience.  And the people in the theatre were so interested in the picture on the screen, that, for a while, they did not see the children who had wandered into the darkened theatre by the side door.

The music from the piano sounded louder and louder.  The pictures became more brilliant.  Then suddenly Bunny and Sue walked right out on the stage in front of the screen, where the light from the moving picture lantern shone brightly on them.

“What’s that?” cried several persons.

“Look!  Why they’re real children!” said others.

Bunny and Sue could be plainly seen now, for they were exactly in the path of the strong light.  There was some laughter in the audience, and then the man who was turning the crank of the moving picture machine began to understand that something was wrong.