“Into the kitchen, one, seven, three,
     You are as careless as can be.”

He made Bunny and Susan go into the kitchen; then he said to Tippy Toes,

     “Come, get a broom and an apron or two,
     We’ll clean this room, that’s what we’ll do.”

Soon Grandpa Grumbles and Tippy Toes had everything out of the room.  It did not take long to make it as clean as a pin.

Grandpa Grumbles looked hard at Tippy Toes.

“How does your nose feel?” he asked.  “Come, sir, why don’t you cry any more?”

Tippy Toes danced this way, and danced that way, and sang to the big mirror that hung on the wall,

     “Who is so ugly?  Nobody knows.” 
     The mirror answered, “Snubby Nose.”

CHAPTER V

“My fur and whiskers, the room is all clean!” Bunny Cotton-Tail cried.

Susan Cotton-Tail cried, “Bless my buttons, everything is in order.”

Grandpa Grumbles said,

     “There is a mystery in the air,
     There is something strange, I do declare.”

Tippy Toes cried, “Good night Bunny and Susan, good night dear Grandpa Grumbles,” and he danced this way, and danced that way, and he danced himself right up to bed.

“How polite he is,” said Bunny Cotton-Tail.  Susan said, “He does not seem to mind when we speak of noses!”

Grandpa Grumbles said, “He does not cry any more.”

They all sat by the fire warming their paws.  Grandpa Grumbles was thinking.  At last he said to Bunny and Susan, “One day I heard Snubby Nose talking as he stood before a mirror, and he said,”

     “Who is so ugly?  Nobody knows.” 
     The mirror answered, “Tippy Toes.”

Now this Little Cotton-Tail dances before the mirror, and he says,

     “Who is so ugly?  Nobody knows.” 
     The mirror answers, “Snubby Nose.”

“Snubby Nose, Tippy Toes,” repeated Bunny and Susan over and over as they warmed their paws by the fire.

By and by Grandpa Grumbles said, talking very fast, “Suppose there were two little Cotton-Tails, one named Snubby Nose, and one named Tippy Toes, suppose—­just suppose they looked as much alike as two peas.”

Bunny Cotton-Tail said, “My fur and whiskers, it seems like a fairy tale, but Snubby Nose always cried, and this little Cotton-Tail is so polite.”

Susan cried, “Hark!  I hear a rap-a-tap, who can be coming at this hour of the night?”

The door opened; in fell Snubby Nose in a heap, and he cried and he screamed and he howled!

Bunny and Susan and Grandpa Grumbles cried, “Hush, be still, stop crying, and tell us what is the matter.”

Grandpa Grumbles asked, “Did you hurt your ugly little nose?”

Then Snubby Nose cried and he screamed and he howled louder than ever.

Bunny asked, “Did you get stuck fast in another snowdrift?”