It never once entered Jimmy Rabbit's head that there could be any danger. So he jumped off the bank, too. And to his great surprise his legs sank entirely out of sight in the mud.
You see, he was at least four times heavier than Peter Mink. And when he landed on the thin, sun-baked crust that covered[p. 100] the mud-flat he had broken through it.
Jimmy Rabbit had a terrible feeling that he was going right down until the mud closed over his head.
"Help!" he shrieked. "Help! Help!"
But Peter Mink walked straight on. He never once looked around.
And though Jimmy Rabbit called and called, he couldn't seem to make Peter Mink hear him.
