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THEY also took with them an offering of three fat mice as a present for Old Brown, and put them down upon his door-step.
Then Twinkleberry and the other little squirrels each made a low bow, and said politely--
“Old Mr. Brown, will you favour us with permission to gather nuts upon your island?” |
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BUT Nutkin was excessively impertinent in his manners. He bobbed up and down like a little red cherry, singing--
“Riddle me, riddle me, rot-tot-tote!
A little wee man, in a red red coat!
A staff in his hand, and a stone in his throat;
If you’ll tell me this riddle, I’ll give you a groat.”
Now this riddle is as old as the hills; Mr. Brown paid no attention whatever to Nutkin.
He shut his eyes obstinately and went to sleep. |
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