"Did nothing exciting ever happen to you?" the Rabbit wanted to know.
"Yes, once," replied the Cat. "I am hollow, as you see, and I am
generally filled with burnt wooden matches.
"Well, one day, somebody put a blazing match in me by mistake, and, in
an instant, all the partly burnt matches were on fire. There I was, all
burning up inside."
"Oh, that must have been dreadful!" cried the Candy Rabbit.
"It was, until Madeline's mother threw a glass of water over me and put
out the fire," said the Cat. "Then I was all right, except for being
blackened and smoked. Of course it doesn't show in the dark, but it's
there all the same."
The Candy Rabbit stayed in the closet with the Porcelain Cat all night,
and the two were company for one another. The next day Madeline took her
Easter toy for a ride in the doll carriage, and Dorothy had her Sawdust
pet with her. The little girls talked about the party.
"Wouldn't it have been dreadful if Tom had eaten your Rabbit?" asked
Dorothy.
"Terribly dreadful!" said Madeline. "I am glad it didn't happen."
"And I'm glad, too," thought the Candy Rabbit. "I hope my adventures are
over now."
But they were not, though I have no room to tell you any more. I will
just mention a few. Once Herbert and Dick took the Candy Rabbit and
gave him a ride in Herbert's toy train of cars.
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