I told him that we’d had a bad time and come a long way and that we were looking for some rabbits from our warren—Hazel, Fiver and Bigwig. As soon as I said those names this rabbit turned to the others and cried, ‘I knew it! Tear them to pieces!’ And they all set on us. One of them got me by the ear and ripped it up before Bluebell could pull him off. We were fighting the lot of them. I was so much taken by surprise that I couldn’t do a great deal at first. But the funny thing was that although they were so big and yelling for our blood, they couldn’t fight at all:
Cowslip attempts to kill the silver lane survivors but they can’t fight.
