For Uncle Wiggily Longears had told her how to know when such a
thing happened.
"Oh, it's some of those horrid hunters; I know it is!" exclaimed Susie.
"I must run home, though I haven't half enough cabbage."
She took the leaves she had gnawed off in her mouth and bounded off
toward the underground house. All at once a dog sprang out of the bushes
at her and the man with the gun shot at her, but he did not hit her. She
was so frightened, however, that she dropped the cabbage leaves and ran
for her life.
Oh, how Susie Littletail did run! She never ran so fast before in all
her life, and, just as the dog was going to grab her, she saw the back
door of her house, and into it she popped like a cork going into a
bottle.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" she cried three times, just like that. "I am safe!" and
she ran to where her brother was, on a bed of leaves.
"Why, Susie!" he called to her. "Whatever is the matter?"
"Yes. Why have you been running so?" asked Jane Fuzzy-Wuzzy. "What
happened?"
"A big dog chased me," answered Susie. "But I got away."
"Where is my cabbage?" Sammie wanted to know. "I am so hungry for it.
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