“Of course I do,” answered the bunny boy.
“Well, don’t let’s talk of that now. We’ll go Luckymobiling.”
Locking the door of his log hut, he put the key in an empty bird’s nest and climbed into the Luckymobile. And as soon as Uncle Lucky had picked up his old wedding stovepipe hat and put on his goggles, away they went.
“Oh, isn’t it fine to be skimming along
In the Luckymobile with a laugh and a song
And maybe a whistle, and maybe a toot,
As over the roadway we rapidly scoot,”
merrily sang the dear old gentleman rabbit.
“Gee Willie Kins!” exclaimed the Elephant. “Aren’t we going fast?”
“Not a bit!” answered Uncle Lucky, smiling as the Elephant held on to his big ears for fear they’d blow off of his head.