show you my castle." And, oh, dear me. Billy hopped in and the big
Giant Rabbit closed the door with a bang, and all the pictures on the
walls almost fell down and the chandelier rattled like a milk wagon
full of empty cans. But the little rabbit wasn't frightened. And could
you guess what he did if I let you guess until to-morrow night?

Well, sir, that brave little bunny took his popgun out of his knapsack
and shot it off, and it made a dreadful loud pop, and the big Ragged
Rabbit said, "Oh, my! Was that a cannon?"

And then he laughed so loud that he broke a window pane and had to
telephone right away to the plumber to have one put in.

"That's my pop-gun, Mr. Giant," said Billy Bunny, "and if you try to
hurt me I'll shoot you." And then the Ragged Giant Rabbit laughed
again, and this time the picture of his grandfather fell down and made
a big dent in the floor.

"If you don't stop laughing," said the little rabbit, "you'll deafen
me. Please only giggle." So the Giant Rabbit grew very polite indeed
and only smiled, and then of course nothing was broken.

"Tell me who you are and where you are going and what time it is," he
said, "and then I'll give you something to eat."

But before the little rabbit could reply a loud knocking came at the
door, and so you'll have to wait to hear who was there until to-
morrow, for I've no more room in this story.