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Quote #7
The little Rabbit lay among the old picture-books in the corner behind the fowl-house, and he felt very lonely. The sack had been left untied, and so by wriggling a bit he was able to get his head through the opening and look out. He was shivering a little, for he had always been used to sleeping in a proper bed, and by this time his coat had worn so thin and threadbare from hugging that it was no longer any protection to him […] Of what use was it to be loved and lose one's beauty and become Real if it all ended like this? (63)
Oh, no. Say it isn't so little Rabbit. After everything this guy has been through. He's been rejected by the toys in the nursery. By the wild rabbits. And now by the Boy he loved so much. He's totally alone. This really hurts.
Quote #8
Instead of dingy velveteen he had brown fur, soft and shiny, his ears twitched by themselves, and his whiskers were so long that they brushed the grass. He gave one leap and the joy of using those hind legs was so great that he went springing about the turf on them, jumping sideways and whirling round as the others did, and he grew so excited that when at last he did stop to look for the Fairy she had gone.
He was a Real Rabbit at last, at home with the other rabbits. (77-78)
All right. But it doesn't all turn out totally awful for the Velveteen Rabbit. He cries and his tears sprout a fairy who turns him into a wild rabbit. Then he gets to live in a huge colony of rabbits forever and never be alone or friendless again. That's a pretty sweet ending for the little Rabbit who just wanted a friend. Good job, little guy.