An’ live on the fatta the lan’.

Now maybe George ain’t gonna let me tend no rabbits, if he fin’s out you got killed.

I like to pet nice things. Once at a fair I seen some of them long–hair rabbits. An’ they was nice, you bet. Sometimes I’ve even pet mice, but not when I could get nothing better.

George came quietly out of the brush and the rabbit scuttled back into Lennie’s brain.

The rabbits hurried noiselessly for cover.