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17. How They Came to Bunbury
"Wedigitoutoftheground,which,asyoumayhaveobserved,isallflourandmeal,"repliedMr.Bunn."Thereisabutterminejustattheoppositesideofthevillage.Thetreeswhichyouseeherearealldoughleandersanddoughderas,andintheseasonwegetquiteacropofdough-nutsoffthem."
"Ishouldthinktheflourwouldblowaroundandgetintoyoureyes,"saidDorothy.
"No,"saidhe;"wearebotheredwithcrackerdustsometimes,butneverwithflour."
ThenhetookhertoseeJohnnyCake,acheerfuloldgentlemanwholivednearby.
"Isupposeyou’veheardofme,"saidoldJohnny,withanairofpride."I’magreatfavoriteallovertheworld."
"Aren’tyouratheryellow?"askedDorothy,lookingathimcritically.
"Maybe,child.Butdon’tthinkI’mbilious,forIwasneverinbetterhealthinmylife,"repliedtheoldgentleman."Ifanythingailedme,I’dwillinglyacknowledgethecorn."
"Johnny’satriflestale,"saidMr.Bunn,astheywentaway;"buthe’sagoodmixerandnevergetscross-grained.Iwillnowtakeyoutocalluponsomeofmyownrelatives."TheyvisitedtheSugarBunns,theCurrantBunnsandtheSpanishBunns,thelatterhavingadecidedlyforeignappearance.ThentheysawtheFrenchRolls,whowereverypolitetothem,andmadeabriefcallupontheParkerH.Rolls,whoseemedabitproudandoverbearing.
"Butthey’renotasstuckupastheFrostedJumbles,"declaredMr.Bunn,"whoarepeopleIreallycan’tabide.Idon’tliketobesuspiciousortalkscandal,butsometimesIthinktheJumbleshavetoomuchbakingpowderinthem.
