This attracted great attention.

"Miss Persnips," said Charlie to the shopkeeper, who came to patronize the
sale, "do you want to see my maginary? Only three cents, and don't tell."

"Your menagerie? Yes. What have you got there? Some dreadful animal! I'm
afraid to."

Charlie lifted the cover of the box, and there, fat and sleepy, was--Miss
Persnips told the rest.

"Did you ever! That darling, sweet pet I gave you. Quite an idea, really,
and here's another cent."

The white elephant's relative was a conspicuous character--after the
lifting of the cover--that evening.

The next morning Charlie appeared before Will, hanging out a long, dismal
face, and speaking with difficulty.

"She's gone!"

"Who, Aunt Stanshy?"

"No, Bunny!"

"Your rabbit? How?"

"I don't know. I left her all right in the maginary, last night."