"Yes. Come on. But you must keep awful still, 'cause foxes are easy scared."
"I will, Bunny. And may I bring my doll with me? I can put her to sleep on some soft dried leaves when you want me to help you."
"Yes, you may bring one doll," said Bunny. "But don't bring one of the kind that cries when you punch it in the stomach, or it might make a noise and scare the fox. I'm going to catch one and train him to do tricks."
"How are you going to catch him, Bunny?"
"In this box. Come on, I'll show you."
"I guess I won't bring any of my dolls," said Sue, after thinking about it for a minute. "A fox might bite her."
"Yes, that will be better," said the little boy.
So, carrying the box, and some other things, which Sue helped him with. Bunny and his sister went a little way into the wood.
"Don't go too far!" their mother called after them.
"We won't!" they promised. Since coming to Camp Rest-a-While Bunny and Sue had not been lost, and they did not now want to have that trouble if they could help it.
