'I'd like to get hold of her!' says she; 'I guess she wouldn't steal no more bunnits for _one_ while!' says she.

I had come in by that time, an' she was tellin' me all about it.

Jest at that minute the door opened, and Abner kem sa'nterin' in, mild and moony as usual 'Sary,' says he,--ho! ho! ho! it makes me laugh to think on't,--'Sary,' says he, 'I wouldn't buy no more baskets without handles, ef I was you.

They ain't convenient to kerry,' says he.

And with that he sets down on the table--that Fan Chong bunnit! He'd been mixin' chicken feed in it, an' he'd held it fust by one side an' then by the other, an' he'd dropped it in the mud too, I reckon, from the looks of it: you never seed sech a lookin' thing in all your born days as that bunnit was.