"Oh, as for that, I didn't mind the sting so much as the interruption of my sleep." Buster rubbed his nose as he spoke. Then he added, addressing the white rabbit:
"Where are you bound? You must be lost. I never saw a white rabbit out of the city before."
"Were you ever in the city?" asked Bumper, eagerly.
"Sure! I was in the Zoo for a whole year until I escaped."
"Then you know something how I feel. The country's very strange to me, and I feel a bit lonesome. Could you tell me where my country cousins live—the wild rabbits?"
"Yes," replied Buster, "but I'm not sure they'll welcome your coming. However, you can find them by following that trail a little further until you come to a big rock. They live under it where Mr. Fox can't get them."
"Thank you," replied Bumper. "I think I'll be going, then. I must find them before night."