“No, no!” answered Uncle Lucky. “Wait until I call up the Policeman Dog and ask him what’s best to do.”
“One, two, three, Rabbitville,
Hurry up, I can’t keep still.
What’s the matter, Central? Please
Hold the wire while I sneeze,”
cried poor excited Uncle Lucky.
Pretty soon the voice of the Policeman Dog came over the wire, deep and low, kind and soothing:
“What can I do for you, Mr. Lucky Lefthindfoot?”
“Oh, oh, but I’m glad to hear you say that,” answered the dear old gentleman rabbit. “Dear me, but it’s nice and comforting to hear your voice. Please come up here at once.”
“What for?” asked the Policeman Dog.