The Wabbit could hear the sound of pipes. Not quite the same as Highland Bagpipes, but not far off. Lapinette was thrilled. "It's Zampognari! There they are!" Her feet began to tap out a rhythm. She flung her paws in the air. Soon she was whirling around. The Wabbit smiled. He reached out a paw and grabbed her. Before long they were both dancing on the cobbled streets. Up and down they went as the Zampognari looked on, smiling. At least the one who wasn't playing smiled. The other was much too busy filling his bag with breath. The Wabbit threw Lapinette in the air, caught her and whirled her around. People gathered from near and far to watch. "Joy and Love!" yelled Lapinette. "Love and Joy!" shouted the Wabbit. Contributions to charity arrived thick and fast. They exchanged places and danced like dervishes. "What do we want?" shouted Lapinette. She pirouetted. "An end to war and stupidity and ignorance," yelled the Wabbit. They nearly flew; their dancing was so lively. Finally, they came to a halt. "I'd like to wish all our readers the best of Christmas wishes," said the Wabbit. "I'll second that." Lapinette was quite out of breath but managed to make a statement. "We have to empower freedom for all!" The Wabbit nodded. "Challenge injustice wherever it is and reform the world. Our preferential option, like that of God, is for the marginalised, the refugees and the poor wherever they are." They bowed. Then to much cheering, they passed round vino cotto.
