“I shall miss you,” said Lady Love, kissing her bunny boy, as he hopped into the carriage.
“Goodness gracious meebus, if that isn’t my little bunny nephew!” shouted dear Uncle Lucky, as the carriage stopped by Lily Pond Lake.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’m on my way to Uncle John Hare,” answered Little Jack Rabbit. “I’ve a package for him and my knapsack is packed full of clothes. Mother bought me a new tie.”
“What, are you going to make a visit?” asked dear Uncle Lucky, anxiously. He never could keep away very long from his little rabbit nephew. Dear me, no! Uncle Lucky was so fond of Little Jack Rabbit that he wanted to be with him all the time, and even oftener.
“Dear me,” went on poor Uncle Lucky, a lonely feeling spreading all over him from his toes to his head, “I’ll miss you dreadfully.”
“That’s what mother said this morning when she kissed me good-by,” answered Little Jack Rabbit.
“Don’t blame her,” said the old gentleman bunny.
“She said something else, too,” added his little rabbit nephew.
“What was it?” asked dear Uncle Lucky.