<h2><SPAN name="Party" id="Party">VI</SPAN></h2><h3>AN UNEXPECTED PARTY</h3>
<p>Nimble's mother's plans went all awry.
She had expected to give her son a treat
by taking him quietly to Farmer Green's
carrot patch, so that he might have his
first taste of carrots. So it wasn't strange
that it upset her a bit when she found
that there were dozens of other forest folk
all ready and waiting to go along with
them. One extra member of the party
wouldn't have displeased her, especially
when that one was Jimmy Rabbit. But
she had never gone near the farm buildings
with more than two others. And she
didn't intend to break her rule now.</p>
<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_36" id="Page_36">[Pg 36]</SPAN></span>Besides, it annoyed her above all to
know that her son had spread the news of
the excursion far and wide.</p>
<p>"Did you <i>invite</i> these people?" she
asked Nimble in a low voice.</p>
<p>"No! Oh, no!"</p>
<p>"Then what brings them here?" she
demanded.</p>
<p>"Their legs, I suppose," he replied.</p>
<p>"Be careful!" she said. "Be very careful!"</p>
<p>Then Nimble began to whine. And that
was something he almost never did.</p>
<p>"They said they'd like to come," he
told his mother. "And I said maybe you
wouldn't mind."</p>
<p>"Well, I do mind," she declared firmly.
"When I take a child to the carrot patch
for the first time I don't want company.
One of this crowd is more than likely to
rouse old dog Spot. And we can't have<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_37" id="Page_37">[Pg 37]</SPAN></span>
him ranging around while we're dining."</p>
<p>"Then tell everybody to go home!"
Nimble suggested. "Tell them to go
'way!"</p>
<p>"No!" said his mother. "That wouldn't
be polite."</p>
<p>She was silent for a few moments. And
then she explained to Jimmy Rabbit and
to the owners of the pairs of eyes that still
stared at her out of the darkness. She
explained that on account of an unexpected
party she wasn't going to the carrot
patch that night.</p>
<p>"When are you going?" asked the
owner of one pair of specially bright eyes.</p>
<p>"Ha!" Nimble's mother exclaimed.
"Is that Cuffy Bear speaking?"</p>
<p>"Yessum!" said the same voice.</p>
<p>"I fear," she told him, "I may not be
able to go for a long time."</p>
<p>"Never mind!" Cuffy cried. "I can go<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_38" id="Page_38">[Pg 38]</SPAN></span>
any night—that is, until I den up for the
winter."</p>
<p>And every one in the company declared
that he hadn't a single engagement that
would prevent him from visiting the garden
whenever Nimble's mother should
say the word.</p>
<p>"Well," said she, "it won't be to-night,
anyhow." And with that she turned
around and began to walk along the runway
again, away from the pasture fence.</p>
<p>As Nimble followed her Jimmy Rabbit
skipped alongside him and whispered in
his ear.</p>
<p>"Don't fail to let me know when the
time comes!"</p>
<p>But Nimble said never a word. Somehow
he suspected that he had made a
great mistake.</p>
<p>He <i>knew</i> he had, a little later.</p>
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<p><span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_39" id="Page_39">[Pg 39]</SPAN></span></p>
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