foot and now on his right, tapping his cymbals softly together, and
wagging his head, the Calico Clown amused the Match-Safe Cat and the
sugar Bunny in the closet.

"Oh, don't dance any more! Please stop!" begged the Candy Rabbit,
holding one paw to his side.

"Don't you like it?" asked the Calico Clown, rather surprised.

"Oh, yes!" was the answer. "But your dance is so funny that it makes
me laugh so hard that my ears ache! Do please stop!"

"Yes, please do," begged the Cat. "If you don't, I'm afraid I'll laugh
so hard my head may come off and roll to the floor."

"Oh, I wouldn't want THAT to happen!" exclaimed the Clown, as he
brought his queer, jerky dance to an end. "If you'd rather, I could
tell a riddle."

"Not the one about what makes more noise than a pig under a gate!"
exclaimed the Candy Rabbit. "Don't ask that one!"

"Well, it's the only one I know," said the Clown. "I'll try to think
of another. But, anyhow, I'll stop my dancing. However, I'm glad for
one reason that I did it. It shows that my broken leg is almost as
good as the other. A bit stiff, perhaps, but almost as good."

"Yes, you danced as well as I ever saw you jig back in the toy store,"
said the Rabbit. "You have made the night pass very pleasantly for
us."