McGregor.
“Eh? What’s that? What have they been spoiling
now?” enquired Mrs. McGregor.
“One, two, three, four, five, six leetle fat rabbits!” repeated Mr. McGregor, counting
on his fingers — “one, two, three —”
“Don’t you be silly; what do you mean, you silly old man?”
“In the sack! one, two, three, four, five, six!” replied Mr. McGregor.
(The youngest Flopsy Bunny got upon the window-sill.)
Mrs. McGregor took hold of the sack and felt it. She said she
could feel six, but they must be old rabbits, because they were so hard
and all different shapes.
“Not fit to eat; but the skins will do fine to line my old cloak.”
“Line your old cloak?” shouted Mr. McGregor — “I shall sell them and buy myself
baccy!”
“Rabbit tobacco! I shall skin them and cut off their heads.”
Mrs. McGregor untied the sack and put her hand inside.
When she felt the vegetables she became very very angry. She said that Mr. McGregor
had “done it a purpose”.
And Mr. McGregor was very angry too. One of the
rotten marrows came flying through the kitchen window, and hit the youngest Flopsy Bunny.
It was rather hurt.
Then Benjamin and Flopsy thought that it was time
to go home.
So Mr. McGregor did not get his tobacco, and Mrs. McGregor did not get her rabbit
skins.
But next Christmas Thomasina Tittlemouse got a present of enough rabbit-wool to make
herself a cloak and a hood, and a handsome muff and a pair of warm mittens.
The End
FREDERICK WARNE
Published by the Penguin Group
Penguin Books Ltd, Registered Offices: 80 Strand,
London WC2R
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Website: www.peterrabbit.com
First published by Frederick Warne 1909
This electronic edition first published 2010
New reproductions copyright ©Frederick Warne & Co., 2002
Original copyright in text and illustrations ©Frederick Warne & Co., 1909
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Potter character names and illustrations.
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