The King of the Moon
Chapter V
As they came forward Mr. Gray-Squirrel made a polite bow, and Mrs. Bunny and Mrs. Squirrel made nice little courtesies, but poor Mr. Bunnikins-Bunny, in the middle of a most elegant bow, got his legs so twisted up with his sword, that he turned a complete somersault right into the Moon King’s lap!
“Never mind,” said the King, as he kindly helped him to his feet, “accidents will happen. Have a piece of cheese?”
On the broad arm of the King’s throne was a plate full of green cheese, of which he took a large piece himself, after offering it to the Bunnies and the Squirrels.
“Do you make your own cheese?” asked Mrs. Bunnikins-Bunny, as she tasted it.
“It is made for me in the Milky Way,” replied the Moon King. “No cows have been allowed in the Moon, since a very rude one jumped right over my head many years ago.”
Just then there was a loud squeal of terror from the other end of the room. Bobtail had found the queer cheese so horrid, that he simply could not eat it. He had wandered off, hoping to find some dark corner in which to hide it, and had stumbled into a mouse trap, and been caught by the leg.