So he wound his watch and started off again;
and by and by, not so very far, he came to a castle where lived a
giant bunny whose name was "Ragged Rabbit" because he always wore torn
and tattered clothes.
And when he saw Billy Bunny hopping along, he said, "Ha, ha. Ho, hum,
I'll eat that little bunny as sure as I'm a foot high!" And as he was
twenty-one feet high less or more, he surely thought he would.
"What did you say?" asked Billy Bunny, for his quick ears had caught
the sound of the Ragged Rabbit's voice, but not the words.
"Oh, never mind," answered the Ragged Giant Rabbit. "Come and I'll
show you my castle." And, oh, dear me. Billy hopped in and the big
Giant Rabbit closed the door with a bang, and all the pictures on the
walls almost fell down and the chandelier rattled like a milk wagon
full of empty cans. But the little rabbit wasn't frightened. And could
you guess what he did if I let you guess until to-morrow night?
Well, sir, that brave little bunny took his popgun out of his knapsack
and shot it off, and it made a dreadful loud pop, and the big Ragged
Rabbit said, "Oh, my! Was that a cannon?"
And then he laughed so loud that he broke a window pane and had to
telephone right away to the plumber to have one put in.
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