when he was gone, the turkeys said: "how very kind of him!" and "what fine manners!" and the young rabbit thought to himself: "it is queer. he was sleepy and his fur was rumpled, and that leaf bobbed around his ear when he talked. he said 'evening' instead of 'morning,' and spoke as though turkeys came here to eat grass. and yet they all liked him, and were pleased by what he said."