"All right!" exclaimed Chick, busily eating of the fruit. "Let's go now."
John turned to the little animal beside him and said, in the rabbit language: "We are ready to start, my friend."
"You'll have to meet the Mifkets, you know," said Pittypat, rather fearfully.
"Never mind; we're not afraid," answered John, boldly; and Chick, who as yet had heard nothing of the Mifkets, continued to munch the fruit with perfect composure.
So the rabbit whisked around, lifted its big ears a moment, sniffed the air, and then sprang away with long and graceful leaps along a tiny path that led through the magnificent forest.
