But by the time he reached home it was getting dark, and when he went in the hole at the foot of a big tree where he lived, his Mummy didn't know him. No, she really and truly did not know him, because, you see, she had never seen a rabbit with red wings in all her life. And so the little White Rabbit had to go out again, because his Mummy wouldn't let him get into his own bed. He had to go out and look for some place to sleep all night.