A Collection of Beatrix Potter Stories by Beatrix Potter
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A MOMENT afterwards there were most awful noises--barking, baying, growls and howls, squealing and groans. And nothing more was ever seen of that foxy-whiskered gentleman. PRESENTLY Kep opened the door of the shed, and let out Jemima Puddle-duck. Unfortunately the puppies rushed in and gobbled up all the eggs before he could stop them. He had a bite on his ear and both the puppies were limping. JEMIMA PUDDLE-DUCK was escorted home in tears on account of those eggs. SHE laid some more in June, and she was permitted to |
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