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Quote #7
They were rabbits like himself, but quite furry and brand-new. They must have been very well made, for their seams didn't show at all, and they changed shape in a queer way when they moved; one minute they were long and thin and the next minute fat and bunchy, instead of always staying the same like he did. Their feet padded softly on the ground, and they crept quite close to him, twitching their noses, while the Rabbit stared hard to see which side the clockwork stuck out, for he knew that people who jump generally have something to wind them up. But he couldn't see it. They were evidently a new kind of rabbit altogether. (27)
When the Velveteen Rabbit first runs into the wild rabbits he doesn't know what to make of them. He figures they must be some really well made toys because they're hopping around like crazy. He definitely doesn't want them to see how badly made he is. Poor little guy is still embarrassed by the way he looks.
Quote #8
[The Rabbit] scarcely looked like a rabbit any more, except to the Boy. To him he was always beautiful, and that was all that the little Rabbit cared about. He didn't mind how he looked to other people, because the nursery magic had made him Real, and when you are Real shabbiness doesn't matter. (51)
The Skin Horse was totally right. The Boy doesn't care that the Rabbit looks like a hot mess and the Rabbit doesn't mind that he's not all new and pristine anymore. All that matters is that they have each other.
Quote #9
That night the Boy slept in a different bedroom, and he had a new bunny to sleep with him. It was a splendid bunny, all white plush with real glass eyes, but the Boy was too excited to care very much about it. (62)
Oh, man. This one hurts. So the grown-ups get rid of the Rabbit and then buy the Boy a replacement and he's just…cool with it? Give the kid a shiny toy and he'll just move along? Et tu, Boy?