Bunny Cotton-Tail and Susan were sitting by the fire, warming their paws.
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"The evenings are growing cold," said Bunny Cotton-Tail. "It feels like snow to-night."
"Oh, joy!" cried Bunny Boy, "how I do love snow!" Then he began to jump around the room so fast that Susan was afraid he would upset the table.
"I am going to play that the sofa is a hill, and slide down!" he cried.
Then Susan said if Bunny Boy did not sit down in his little red rocking chair and be good, she would put him in a bag!
So Bunny Boy sat down, but he began to cry. There is no telling what would have happened just then if a soft "tap, tap," had not been heard on the window.
Susan looked out. There stood Bushy Tail with his traveling bag in his hand!
Susan was a little afraid to let him in, but there was nothing else to do, so she opened the door, and whisk! bound! Bushy Tail was in, hugging Bunny Cotton-Tail!
"Who is the youngster!" asked Bushy Tail, pointing to Bunny Boy.