crumble away."

"I will," Madeline promised.

As Sidney turned to walk away, the Calico Clown fell out of his
pocket.

"What's that? Where'd you get him?" cried Madeline. At the same time
the Candy Rabbit saw the gay red and yellow chap from the toy store.

"Oh, there's my dear old Clown friend!" thought the Rabbit, all wet as
he was. "How in the wide world did he get here?"

But of course he could not ask, any more than the Calico Clown could
answer.

And when the Clown, lying on the grass where he had fallen from
Sidney's pocket, saw the Candy Rabbit, the Clown said to himself:

"Yes, there he is! The same one I knew before. Oh, if we could only
get together by ourselves and talk! How much we could say!"

Sidney picked the Calico Clown up off the grass.

"Where did you get him?" asked Madeline again. "He's awfully cute. I
saw one like that in the store where Aunt Emma got my Candy Rabbit."

"Maybe this is the same one," Sidney answered. "I traded off my
musical top to Archibald for the Clown. His leg is broken."