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Madeline's mother was just going to say she did not care for any needles or sticking-plaster when the little girl, looking into the basket, spied the Bunny. "Oh, look!" cried Madeline! "There he is my Candy Rabbit! How did he get in the basket? Oh, Mother, my Candy Rabbit has come home to me!" Madeline's mother was just as astonished as was the little girl; and Peddler Joe was surprised also.
Bunny got some string for reins, and the stick the washerwoman used to punch the clothes down in the boiler made a good whip, when another piece of string was tied on the end of that. "Giddap!" cried Bunny, sitting on a stool behind the chair-horse. "Giddap! This is an express wagon, and we've got to hurry." "You must leave a package for me!" cried Sue.
"Look here, Bunny!" cried Waller, catching the man by the wrist, while an inquisitive-looking robin hopped nearer to them from twig to twig, and sat watching them both with its bright, bead-like eyes. "Look wheer, my lad?" "Look here! You don't want fifty pounds." "Oh, don't I! Hark at him!" cried the man, laughing, and addressing the robin. "Why, what good would it be to you?" "What good, lad?
I sat facing Bunny Langham, and as there was nothing else to do I watched him losing his money, and I should think he was what is called a very good loser.
"And now please come in, and while you are eating we can talk." "Say, we could have a regular show here now!" whispered Bunny Brown to his sister Sue. "We have three actors now, and you and I would make two more." "Oh, I don't want to be in a show now," said Sue. "I want to hear what they're going to tell mother." Bunny did also, and when Mr.
"And right gladly will I go!" exclaimed the bunny uncle, speaking like some one in an old-fashioned story book. "I'll get my automobile out and go at once." Uncle Wiggily had not used his machine often that Winter, as there had been so much snow and ice. But now it was getting close to Spring and the weather was very nice.
"That will do, Philip! You're laughing at me." "Not at all. You've brought home something to eat, and that's more than I can do. Bunny looks big and fat. He'll make a fine dinner, and leave something for to-morrow." "Thank you, Philip!" she said gratefully. "You make me feel as if I were not such a failure after all."
You stopped it from falling on the people's heads." "And the bear is the bear all right?" asked Bunny. From where his father held him Bunny could not see the shaggy creature. "Yes, the bear is all right," answered Mr. Brown. "He is coming down the pole now." "That bear is too big and heavy to climb the tent pole," said Grandpa Brown. "He is too fat. But it's lucky Bunny grabbed that rope."
Directly after, at a word from Bunny, they stepped off the bed on to the soft turf, just as there was the rattle of a lock, the big door was thrown open, and a bright bar of light flashed across the lawn, while clump, clump, came the heavy footsteps of a couple of the soldiers marching through the porch.
"We'll wait until we find out about the legacy before we start you and Bunny in the store business. When will Mrs. Golden know about it?" "When her son Philip comes back. He's gone to see about the legacy," said Bunny. When they went to bed that night Bunny and Sue talked of what they would do during the long vacation. On account of some business matters, Mr.
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