"Oh, it's just a Candy Rabbit," Tom answered. "We're going to eat him."
"Where did you get him?" asked Tom's mother. "Let me see."
And when she saw the Candy Rabbit Tom's mother knew at once that it was
no common Rabbit, such as you may buy in the five-and-ten-cent store.
The Candy Rabbit was a very fancy fellow indeed!
"Why, Tom!" exclaimed his mother.
"This Rabbit belongs to Madeline. I saw it over at her house when I
called there one day. Did you take Madeline's Rabbit when you were in
her house at the party? Oh, Tom, what a naughty boy! I am so sorry!"
She reached over and took the Candy Rabbit just in time, for Tom had
been going to break off the ears.
"Why did you take it?" asked Tom's mother.
"Oh, er--just--because," he answered, squirming around. "Dick and Arnold
had something, and I wanted something in my pocket. So I took the
Rabbit."
"I must take it back and tell Madeline you are sorry, and you must tell
her so yourself the next time you see her," said Tom's mother.
Tom's mother took the Easter toy back to Madeline, who had just missed
him, and she and all the boys and girls still left at the party were
hunting for him.
"Please forgive Tom for being so naughty as to take your Candy Rabbit,"
begged the boy's mother, and Madeline said she would.
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