cast our stories, the way thee is planning to do, why don't we write them out and take them over to that printing place? They're Long Island stories, and a Long Island publisher might like them."
They were amazed at the simplicity of this excellent thought.
"Very true," said Fourchette. "A book would be much better than just talking them on the air, because we'd have something to show for it."
"A book with pictures?" shouted Hops and Malta.
"My picture in it too!" squeaked Dosoris.
"Mr. Mistletoe would give us an introduction to Mr. Doubleday," said Donny.
"Think of the labour of writing them all out," said the rabbits. "Writing stories is hard work, see how much fuss Mr. Mistletoe makes about it."
"But Mr. Doubleday would pay us for it," said Escargot.
"It's a wonderful idea," said Donny. "We must think about it carefully."
Escargot had been sipping steadily at the magical cider, which reminded him of his own Normandy, a great cider country. His eyes were
