Edward and Connie had planned to go to his sister’s at Wells. There was nothing much to do there and Connie and Edna did not get on very well, but it made a change. However, when the time came, Mr. Bell could not spare Connie from the office, so Edward went alone. He would have loved to spend the week at home among his rabbits, for there was a lot of work to be done. He had recently managed to buy a strip of “the Ponds”, the waste land at the bottom of the garden, to accommodate his growing stud and this week would have been a fine opportunity to take down the garden fence and put the wire round his new property and get some more hutches built. He had some articles to write too. The editor of Backyard Breeding had not only printed the first ones written at Allan Colley’s suggestion, but had actually asked for more. It seemed that Edward had struck the right note of chatty information for the amateur fancier. Although he had been contributing quite regularly to the magazine for some time, he had not yet got over the dizzy wonder of seeing his name in print.
