"Oh," said Rabbit, "I like to be doing something and they may come in
handy."
Flint lay down again and soon he was sound asleep. Rabbit spoke to him
once or twice, but he did not answer. Then Rabbit came over to Flint
and with one blow of the mallet drove the stake through Flint. Then he
ran with all his might for his own hole. But before he reached it,
there was a loud explosion, and pieces of flint flew all about. That
is why we find flint in so many places now. One piece struck Rabbit
and cut him just as he dived into his hole. He sat listening until
everything was quiet again. Then he put his head out to look around,
just as another piece fell. It cut his lip, just as we see it now.