Mr
Crich had gone out for a short drive, the stableman had just led round
Gerald's horse. The two girls went to the hutch that stood in a corner,
and looked at the great black-and-white rabbit.
'Isn't he beautiful! Oh, do look at him listening! Doesn't he look
silly!' she laughed quickly, then added 'Oh, do let's do him listening,
do let us, he listens with so much of himself;-don't you darling
Bismarck?'
'Can we take him out?' said Gudrun.
'He's very strong. He really is extremely strong.' She looked at
Gudrun, her head on one side, in odd calculating mistrust.
'But we'll try, shall we?'
'Yes, if you like. But he's a fearful kicker!'
They took the key to unlock the door. The rabbit exploded in a wild
rush round the hutch.
'He scratches most awfully sometimes,' cried Winifred in excitement.
'Oh do look at him, isn't he wonderful!' The rabbit tore round the
hutch in a hurry. 'Bismarck!' cried the child, in rousing excitement.
'How DREADFUL you are! You are beastly.' Winifred looked up at Gudrun
with some misgiving in her wild excitement.
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