longer."

But old dog Spot refused flatly to do anything of the sort. He said that
his ears suited him quite well, just as they were.

"What!" Henrietta cried. "Wouldn't you eat cabbage to oblige a lady?"

Old Spot said he was sorry; but he had no liking for cabbage.

"How can you tell if you've never tasted it?" she asked.

He made no answer to that question. Instead, he asked her one of his own.

"Would you like long ears?" he inquired.

"Certainly not!" she cried.

"How can you tell if you've never tried wearing any?" he demanded.

"Don't be stupid!" she snapped. "None of my family wears ears that can be
seen. What a sight I'd be with long ears! Ears are very ugly things, and
I only hope that I haven't eaten so much cabbage that mine will begin to
grow.... Do you suppose they'd hang down like yours or stick up like
Jimmy Rabbit's? He didn't say anything about that."

Old dog Spot let out a howl.

"Jimmy Rabbit!" he growled. "Was he talking with you just before I
arrived?"