DO YOU WANT TO SELL A RABBIT? Abie Rogers was trying to make somebody answer his knocking at the door of ‘The Ship’. For a small boy he was able to kick up a terrific din with the aid of a rusty saucepan lid he had found on the front path. He banged and nobody came. He banged again, and again nobody came. He kept this up for five minutes and then put the dead rabbit down by the front door and walked back up the garden path. When he got to the gate he looked back and saw a cat sniffing at the small corpse. Abie threw the saucepan lid with great accuracy and it landed with a clatter right beside the cat. The cat, a large tabby animal belonging to the captain, recognised this saucepan lid as one which had been tied to its tail for the greater part of yesterday and, resigned yet curiously forgiving, it scuttled away, expecting the lid to follow. Abie came back and picked up the rabbit. He stood idly stroking its fur and wondering what could have happened to the new captain.
