"I shall be very glad to," remarked the Clown. "Excuse me for not
sitting up as I talk," he said, for Sidney had laid him down flat on
his back. "The truth of the matter," went on the Clown, "is that my
leg was broken a while ago, and the boy just glued it together."

"Oh, I'm so sorry!" mewed the Match-Safe Cat.

"I'm not--I'm glad," said the Clown. "If it wasn't glued I'd be a
slimpsy lopsy sort of chap."

"Oh, I didn't mean I was sorry your leg was GLUED, I meant that I was
sorry it was BROKEN," went on the Cat. "Now let's tell each other our
adventures."

So they did, talking until late in the evening when, suddenly, the
closet door was opened by Madeline. Of course, then the Cat and the
Calico Clown had to be very still and quiet.

"There, I guess you'll be best in the closet for the rest of the
night," said Madeline to her Candy Rabbit Easter toy. "You'll be all
dry in the morning, I hope," and she thrust the Rabbit back on the
shelf and shut the door.

"Oh, my dear Calico Clown friend!" cried the Candy Rabbit, as soon as
it was safe for the toys to speak, "how glad I am to see you again."

"And I am glad to see you," said the Clown. "I rather like it here
with the Cat."