“Ah, I see,” cried Tommy Smith; “so, when you make long jumps, your feet will not touch the ground at so many places as they would if you only just ran along it.”
“Of course not,” said the hare.
“And then there will not be so many places for a dog or a fox to smell where you have been,” said Tommy Smith.
“Not nearly so many,” said the hare; “that is the reason why I do it. I hope you think that quite as clever as just running down a hole, which is what the rat and the rabbit do.”
“I think it very clever, indeed,” said Tommy Smith; “and I see now that you are a clever animal.”
“I have other ways of escaping when I am chased,” the hare went on; “and I think, when you have heard them, you will confess they are quite as clever as anything which that conceited animal, the rat, has shown you. As to the rabbit, I say nothing. He is a relation of mine, and we have always been friendly. But the brains are not on his side of the family.”
“Please go on, Mr. Hare,” said Tommy Smith. “I should like to hear all you can tell me.”
ALL HAPPY (EXCEPT THE HARE)