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"She calls him Peterkins, and he allows it, and he has given her one-half of Spot-ear; and she means to make love to Jack, and he's to give her a couple of his rabbits I mean, to share them with her. She's more extraordinary than ever, more altogether out of the common." "As if I didn't know that," said Molly. "It's all right about this afternoon, Maggie. Oh, what do you think?
At this moment there came a hurried, nervous, excited knock at the room door. "Aren't you coming, Miss Miss Maggie? Clover and Dove and Spot-ear and Angelus are all waiting. Their hutch is beautiful and clean, and I have all their lettuces waiting for them just outside, so they sha'n't begin to nibble till you come. Do, do come, please, Miss Maggie."
"Fanciful is dying for his breakfast; and as to Peterkins, he has got Spot-ear out of his cage. Peterkins is crying like anything, and his tears are dropping on Spot-ear, and Spot-ear doesn't like it. Do come on!" "Yes, yes; I am coming," said Maggie "Good-bye, darling Merry. My best thanks and best love." That evening, or in the course of the afternoon, Maggie appeared at Shepherd's Bush.
I've got Spot-ear, and Dove, and Angelus, and Clover. And Jack, he has five rabbits, but they're not near as nice as mine. You'll come and see my rabbits, won't you, Miss Miss " "Oh, I am Maggie," said the girl. "I'll come and see your rabbits, Peterkins, in a minute; and I won't look at Jack's; but you must let me talk to your mother first."
While Maggie was up in her bedroom taking off, her hat, he had, with herculean strength, managed to move an old wooden door and put it in such a position that Jack's hutch was completely hidden, while his hutch shone forth in all its glory, with those fascinating creatures Spot-ear, Angelus, Dove, and Clover looking through their prison-bars at the tempting meal that awaited them.
Peterkins was making up his mind that in future that coveted seat should be his for he and Maggie could talk in whispers during the meal about Spot-ear, Angelus, and the rest when his father said, "Sit down, my boy; take your place at once. You are rather late." The boy slipped into his seat. "I am glad to see you looking so tidy, Andrew," said his mother approvingly.
You'd like to share him with me, wouldn't you, Maggie?" "Yes, yes; he is so ugly; he is quite interesting," said Maggie. She flung herself on the ground by the side of the hutch, and gazed in at the occupants as though her only aim in life was to worship rabbits. "You take that leaf of lettuce and give it to Spot-ear your very own self," said Peterkins.
So judicious was she on this occasion that both boys returned with her to breakfast in the highest good-humor. "Mother, mother," cried Jackdaw, "she loves Fanciful because he's so beautiful." "And she adores Spot-ear because he's so ugly," said Peterkins.
Look at him now, pretending he doesn't care anything at all for his lettuce, and he's just dying for it. Clover is the greedy one. Clover would eat till he-burst if I let him. As to Angelus, she squeaks sometimes you'll hear her if you listen hard that's why I called her Angelus; and Dove why, she's a dear pet; but the character of all is Spot-ear.
"Here they are! here they are!" said Andrew. "Beauties, all four; my own my very own! Maggie, you may share one of them with me while you are here. He must live in his hutch, but he shall be yours and mine. Would you like Spot-ear? He is a character. He's the finest old cove you ever came across in your life.