indignantly, "but I do want him awfully," with a big sigh.
"It wouldn't be stealing, when you found him, and Brown's dog would have killed him if it hadn't been for you, but go on, be a baby if you want to. Come, Paul, let's leave him to look for Bunny's mamma; he is worse than any girl," and the two boys ran off down the street.
Jimmie swallowed the choke in his throat, and, with the rabbit in his arms, climbed the steps of the nearest house, rang the bell, and inquired if any one there had lost a white rabbit. No one had, nor in the next house, nor the next. However, Jimmie kept bravely on, climbing the steps of every house on both sides of the street for the whole length of the block, but to no purpose; no one seemed to own the rabbit, and at last Jimmie sat down on the steps of his own home, still hugging the homeless rabbit and thinking that he would rest for a few minutes and then try the next block.
"I am not tired," said Jimmie sturdily to
