ry, "Get out of our
garden!"

Jimmy Rabbit jumped. But he didn't jump far, for he soon saw that it was
only Henrietta Hen speaking to him.

"Why should I get out of _our_ garden?" Jimmy Rabbit inquired mildly.

"I should have said, 'Farmer Green's garden,'" said Henrietta Hen.

"Thank you very much for the warning; but I don't think we need go away
just yet--if old dog Spot isn't sniffing around," said Jimmy Rabbit. "I
don't believe there's any danger."

"You don't understand," Henrietta Hen cried. "I _ordered_ you out of the
garden."

"_You_ ordered me?" said Jimmy Rabbit, acting as if he were astonished.

"Yes!" Henrietta declared. "And I'd like to know when you're going to
obey me."

"It's easy to answer that," Jimmy Rabbit replied. "I'm going away as soon
as I've finished my luncheon." Nobody could have been pleasanter than he.
Yet Henrietta Hen seemed determined to be disagreeable.

"I don't see your lunch basket," she remarked, looking all around.

"No!" he replied. "I forgot it. I meant to bring one with me and carry a
cabbage-head home in it."

Henrietta Hen spoke as if she were very peevish.

"You've no right," she said, "to take one of the cabbages away with you."

"I'm not going to," Jimmy Rabbit explained.

"You were nibbling at one when I first noticed you," Henrietta Hen
insisted.

"Was I?" he gasped. "Are you sure you're not mistaken? Are you sure you
weren't pecking at a cabbage-leaf yourself?"

Now, the truth of the matter was that Henrietta had herself come to the
garden to eat cabbage. Really she was no better than he was. But somehow
Henrietta Hen never could believe that she was in the wrong.

"You're impertinent," she told Jimmy

[Illustration: Henrietta Hen Scolds Jimmy Rabbit. (_Page 62_)]

Rabbit in her severest tone. "You know very well that Farmer Green raises
these cabbages for home use only."

"Well," said Jimmy Rabbit, "I'll make myself at home here, then." And
turning a cold shoulder on Henrietta Hen he began nibbling at a
cabbage-leaf once more.

Henrietta felt quite helpless. Somehow nothing she could say to the
intruder seemed to have the slightest effect on him. And he appeared to
be enjoying his luncheon so thoroughly that it made Henrietta Hen very
hungry just to see him eat. In spite of herself she couldn't resist
joining him at luncheon.

"Ah!" he exclaimed between mouthfuls, "I see you're making yourself at
home, too."

Henrietta Hen tried to look ver