"Oh, I am so glad to have you back!" cried Madeline, hugging her Candy
Rabbit.
"And I am glad to get back," said the Rabbit, though of course he dared
not speak aloud.
Madeline smoothed out the pink ribbon on the Bunny's neck. It had been
crumpled in Tom's pocket. Then the little girl put her Rabbit away on a
shelf in a closet while she helped her mother and the cook clear away
the things after the party.
"Dear me, I wonder what will happen next," said the Candy Rabbit, out
loud, for he knew no one could hear him in there.
"Why, has anything happened to you?" asked a voice.
"I should say so!" exclaimed the Candy Rabbit. "But who are you, if I
may ask?"
"Oh, I'm a match-safe Cat," was the answer, and then, his eyes having
become used to the dark, the Candy Rabbit saw that he was sitting near a
hollow porcelain Cat, used to hold burnt matches.
"Dear me, how strange!" murmured the Bunny.
"It is no stranger to see a Cat full of burnt matches than it is to see
a Candy Rabbit with pink glass eyes," was the answer.
"I suppose not," agreed the Candy Bunny.
Then the Rabbit and the Cat became good friends and told each other
stories there in the dark closet.
"My! you certainly have had some adventures," mewed the Cat, when she
had heard about the Bunny's trip on the tail of a kite.
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