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"No you don't!" cried Bunny's father, "You let that muskrat alone, Splash. He's so big, and such a good swimmer, that he might pull you under the water and drown you. Let him alone." Bunker Blue, who had come down to the edge of the lake, threw a stone at the swimming muskrat.
Brown. Once more she put her hand down in the hollow, and, now that Bunny's foot was out of his shoe, it could easily be bent and twisted, so that it came loose. "There you are!" exclaimed Aunt Lu, as she buttoned Bunny's shoe on him again, using a hairpin for a buttonhook. "Now don't climb any more trees." "I'll just climb my own little tree," Bunny said. "That hasn't any hole in it."
It was very simple. Mart simply pulled Bunny's coat off, over the little fellow's head, and then Bunny was small enough to slip out of the trough himself. He had so wiggled and squirmed after getting into the tin thing like a bath tub that his coat was all hunched up in bunches. This kept his shoulders from slipping out, but when the coat was off everything was all right.
As the horse that carried her dropped to a canter on the hill, she got to her feet with absolute ease, and stood, arms out and swaying to the animal's motion, till, as they rounded another curve, she dropped to the saddle again, and passed from sight, following in Bunny's tracks. "Quite a pretty exhibition!" remarked Saltash. "Where is Jake?"
"How you must hate being ashore!" said Bunny. "Why do you say that?" Larpent scarcely removed his moody gaze. "You look as if you did." There was a hint of chaff in Bunny's voice. He surveyed the gaunt man with humorous interest, seated on one of the gilt chairs with his hands clasped round his knee. "I suppose Saltash will buy another yacht, won't he?"
She's pretty and stylish and and much more in your line than I am. Why don't you go and ask her to marry you? She wouldn't say No." She flung the words with a little quivering laugh. She was trembling in his hold. Bunny's eyes had flashed to sudden anger. He had taken her by the shoulders almost as if he would shake her. "Toby, be quiet!" he commanded. "Do you hear? You're going too far!
Bunny's mouth twisted with a painful effort to smile. "I'm in hell now," he said. "Why the devil did you listen?" said Saltash. "Look here! We've got to have this thing out. Send a man along with my horse and walk across the park with me!" He had gained his point by sheer insistence, and he knew it. Bunny knew it also and cursed himself for a weak fool as he moved to comply.
"No, he's standing up, but his leg is down in a hole," said George. "We can't get him out." But Mrs. Brown easily set matters right. She put her hand down in the tree-hole, beside Bunny's leg, the hole being big enough for this. Then, with her fingers, Mrs. Brown unbuttoned Bunny's shoe, and said: "Now pull out your foot."
Then the noise sounded again. It was like some one crying. "Oh, I don't want to stay here!" exclaimed Sue, clasping Bunny's hand. "Wait a minute," he said. Then came a voice from out of the darkness, saying: "Please don't run away. I won't hurt you and I'm all alone. I want to get out. I'm lost. I can just see your light. Stand still a minute and I can see you. I'm coming."
"Taken what?" asked his father. "My toy locomotive, my cars, the tracks, batteries and everything! Oh, dear! My toy train is gone!" "What's the matter, Bunny?" asked Uncle Tad, who, as usual, had gotten up early to make the fire in the kitchen stove. It had gone out during the night, though a late fire had been built to make warmth for Bunny's train. "What's the matter?" asked Uncle Tad again.
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