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The Boy was going to the seaside to-morrow. Everything was

arranged, and now it only remained to carry out the doctor's

orders. They talked about it all, while the little Rabbit lay under

the bedclothes, with just his head peeping out, and listened. The

room was to be disinfected, and all the books and toys that the Boy

had played with in bed must be burnt.

"Hurrah!" thought the little Rabbit. "To-morrow we shall go to the

seaside!" For the boy had often talked of the seaside, and he

wanted very much to see the big waves coming in, and the tiny

crabs, and the sand castles.

Just then Nana caught sight of him.

"How about his old Bunny?" she asked.

"That?" said the doctor. "Why, it's a mass of scarlet fever germs!–

Burn it at once. What? Nonsense! Get him a new one. He mustn't

have that any more!"

And so the little Rabbit was put into a sack with the old picture-

books and a lot of rubbish, and carried out to the end of the

garden behind the fowl-house. That was a fine place to make a

bonfire, only the gardener was too busy just then to attend to it. He

had the potatoes to dig and the green peas to gather, but next

morning he promised to come quite early and burn the whole lot.

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