while he was playing, two rabbits crept out from the bracken and
peeped at him. One of them was brown all over, but the other had
strange markings under his fur, as though long ago he had been
spotted, and the spots still showed through. And about his little soft
nose and his round black eyes there was something familiar, so that
the Boy thought to himself:

"Why, he looks just like my old Bunny that was lost when I had scarlet
fever!"

But he never knew that it really was his own Bunny, come back to look
at the child who had first helped him to be Real.