"No, I won't hurt it a bit," Bunny replied.
A sparrow was hopping along the flat stone, toward the upraised box, under which were the bread and cake crumbs, and other good things that birds like. Closer and closer to the box went the bird, and finally it was all the way under, picking up the crumbs.
"Now watch me catch him!" cried Bunny.
He pulled the string, out came the stick, down came the box, and the bird was caught.
"I've got him! I've got him!" cried Bunny. "That's the way I'd catch a fox!"
He and Sue ran to the box trap. Bunny lifted it up and out flew the bird, not at all hurt, and only a little frightened. Bunny raised the box up again, and held it there with the stick. Then he and Sue went back among the bushes to wait; all ready to pull the string again.
But though Bunny's trap would catch a sparrow, there did not seem to be anything else he could catch. No foxes or other animals came to get a drink, and later Bunny's father explained to him that nearly all wild animals wait until after dark to get water, for fear of being caught.
After a while Bunny and Sue grew tired of waiting in the bushes.
"I'll just leave the trap here," said Bunny, "and maybe a fox will go in and knock the stick down himself. Then he'll be caught."
"But a fox could easy upset the box," said Sue.