Doctor Rabbit said there was one thing that bothered him a little.
“What’s that?” Friend Jack Rabbit wanted to know. “Why,” replied wise Doctor Rabbit, “I was just thinking that possibly Ki-yi Coyote knows who lived here, and why they are gone. Maybe he made a breakfast of them!”
They didn’t say any more about that part of it, and pretty soon they came to the next tree. Doctor Rabbit went into the hole here, also. He was gone so long that Jack Rabbit began to be quite troubled; but finally Doctor Rabbit came out and said a cottontail rabbit had been in there, but it had been a good while ago. He thought it likely that old Ki-yi Coyote had gobbled up the cottontail who had lived there.
“However,” Doctor Rabbit said, “possibly he got away.” Then he exclaimed, “I surely hope he got away.”
Doctor Rabbit looked into the holes under the other two trees, and said some small animals had once lived in them.
All this naturally made Doctor Rabbit more and more nervous. It looked as if no animal was safe out so far on the Wide Prairie but fleet Jack Rabbit, and even he had to watch out mighty close.
When they left the last tree, Doctor Rabbit said, “Now let’s run good and fast the rest of the way!”
And they did—hoppity, hoppity, hoppity, so fast that they looked like two long gray streaks going toward Jack Rabbit’s home.