Bob Embarrassed
“Wild ivy!” said Mary, laughing, and pinching her brother’s elbow, “that’s what Frank ate!”
“Oh quit!” cried Frank, and his father went on again.
“Weary, and not quite so confident, Master Bob wandered about in the afternoon, and soon began to have his fears whether a lodging was to be had that night for the asking. He met no respectable animal to take pity on the runaway, and although a snake or two would have been glad to have taken him in, he happened to know enough to think their kindness would not have been much to his profit.
“An obliging porcupine did indeed offer him part of her den, assuring him he would not be at all in the way. But Bob soon found that if he was not in the way of the porcupines, they were very much in his, with their sharp quills, and he was obliged to take to the open air for it.
“To add to his discomfort, it rained smartly. Crouched down in the grass, soaking wet, and half frozen, Captain Bob would very gladly have given up his freedom, for shelter in his mother’s arms.
“He did not cling to his cold lodgings very long after daybreak, though like some other young people, he used to like very well to cling to his bed, after the breakfast bell had rung at home.”
“Oh ho!” cried Frank, “breakfast bells in a rabbit’s nest!”
Bob is sorry for leaving Home.