"No, not 'zactly," he replied. "'Cept it sort of pinches me."
Mrs. Brown did not stop to ask how it had happened. She took hold of Bunny on one side, and Mrs. Madden took hold of him on the other. Then, while Sue helped them hold down on the barrel, they pulled up on the little fellow and soon had him out. Luckily the edge of the barrel was smooth and without any nails, so that Bunny was not scratched nor were his clothes torn.
"Now tell me about it," said his mother, as she set him on the floor and led him and Sue out of the small pantry.
"Well, I—I was climbing up on the barrel to see if there was anything to eat on the shelves," explained Bunny Brown. "And some boards were on the barrel. I stepped on them, but they slipped; and then——"
"And then Bunny slipped!" broke in Sue. "I saw him slip, but I couldn't stop him."
"And then I went right on down into the barrel," resumed Bunny. "And I was stuck there, and Sue hollored like anything, and—well, I didn't find a single thing to eat," he ended.
"No, I didn't order any food for you, as I didn't know just what you'd want," explained Mrs. Madden. "If you're hungry," she said to the children, "you can come over to my cottage—it isn't far—and I can give you some bread and milk."
"Oh, I am hungry!" said Bunny.
"So'm I," added Sue.
"I couldn't think of troubling you," put in Mrs. Brown. "We have some things on the boat, and——"