I s'pose now you're sure it _is_ from them ?" "I can tell by the seal." "Take it home, then," said the postman.

"Only if you think 'tis for the sake of a twiddling sixteen shilling a week that I traipse all these miles every day--" Taffy fingered the seal.

"If you would really like to know--" "Don't 'ee mention it.

Not on any account." He waved his hand magnanimously and trudged off toward Tredinnis.
Taffy waited until he disappeared behind the first sand-hill, and broke the seal.

A slip of parchment lay inside the envelope.
"_This is to certify_--" He had passed! He pulled off his cap and waved it round his head.
And once more the rabbits popped back into their burrows.
Toot--toot--toot!--It was that diabolical postman.