Daddy Doll, Billy Bones and Brother Ned take the three greyhounds for a stroll in the woods. Ned suggests that the dogs may even learn to chase squirrels or something, but Daddy knows they're too lazy and housebound to do much beyond lying in the shade. In fact, before they've gone very far, Sooner has disappeared--gone back to the house, Billy opines.
In a clearing, 'way out beyond the Temple spring, they find a ramshackled stable, the boxes all caved in, the roof fallen sideways, and the tack room stuffed with--stuff.
Daddy, the perpetual worrier, remarks, "Billy, we need to get this mess cleared away. Looks like a fire ready to start."
"We could bring marshmellers and winnies," Billy says, "and start it ourselves."
"Whatever," says Daddy. "We'll have to find out if Mother and Miranda want to save the pictures or anything."
Ned scratches his head, looking puzzled. Something is tugging at the edges of his memory. Something about a manger. He wanders away.
The only sound or sudden movement from the dogs occurs when Echo flops down in a patch of grass, and a rabbit jumps over him and makes a beeline for cover. Echo gives a muffled yip and streaks away homeward.
"That was a gigantic rabbit!" Daddy exclaims.
"Looked like a big old Loosiana cane-cutter," says Billy.
"No wonder the dog fled," Daddy says. He is always quick to defend his dogs.
Ned reappears from behind some leaning beams and loose planks, bearing a large flat canvas-wrapped, cord-bound object.
"I think I may have found something," he says. "I pulled up a corner of the wrap, and it's a painting."
Rabbit by me.
