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those hind legs was so great that he went springing about the turf

on them, jumping sideways and whirling round as the others did,

and he grew so excited that when at last he did stop to look for the

Fairy she had gone.

He was a Real Rabbit at last, at home with the other rabbits.

At Last! At Last!

Autumn passed and Winter, and in the Spring, when the days

grew warm and sunny, the Boy went out to play in the wood

behind the house. And while he was playing, two rabbits crept out

from the bracken and peeped at him. One of them was brown all

over, but the other had strange markings under his fur, as though

long ago he had been spotted, and the spots still showed through.

And about his little soft nose and his round black eyes there was

something familiar, so that the Boy thought to himself:

"Why, he looks just like my old Bunny that was lost when I had

scarlet fever!"

But he never knew that it really was his own Bunny, come back to

look at the child who had first helped him to be Real.

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