“Up, up, up he began to sail”
At this very minute the most surprising thing happened!
The Runaway Bunny was so little that he squeezed out through the wires in the cage door! He took hold of the string of a kite that was near, and up, up, up he began to sail, higher and higher, until he soon looked like a speck in the sky.
“Well,” remarked the Circus Bunny, “it was certainly fortunate that the jolly old kite was waiting for him. That is a new way he has found of running away. I believe I will squeeze out of this cage, too.”
So while the crowd was watching the Runaway Bunny, he tried to get out of the cage. But he stuck halfway, until kind-hearted Old Mother Bun pulled him out and tucked him safely in her market basket.
Old Father Bun said, “What is in your basket?”
Old Mother Bun said, “I will tell you when we get home.”
Up, up, up sailed the Runaway Bunny.
When he had sailed up a week and a day, down, down sailed the kite and he arrived in his own little back yard, at home.