CHAPTER XX.
TAFFY GIVES A PROMISE.
The postman halted by the foot-bridge and blew his horn.

The sound sent the rabbits scampering into their burrows; and just as they began to pop out again, Taffy came charging across the slope.
Whereupon they drew back their noses in disgust, and to avoid the sand scattered by his toes.
The postman held up a blue envelope and waved it.

"Here, 'tis come, at last!" "It may not be good news," said Taffy, clutching it, and then turning it over in his hand.
"Well, that's true.

And till you open it, it won't be any news at all." "I wanted mother to be first to know." "Oh, very well--only, as you say, it mightn't be good news." "If it's bad news, I want to be alone.

But why should they trouble to write ?" "True again.