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But he often passed that way and lingered just outside the door, to listen to the music and the sound of dancing within. That was the thing that he missed most; for, like all his family, he was fond of music. And he was forever humming to himself as he sipped nectar from the clover-tops or the flowers in Farmer Green's garden. Ladybug's Suggestion.

And being a polite person, Jimmy Rabbit could only tell Grandfather Mole that he had been very quick. "And now we're this far," Grandfather Mole remarked, "I'd like to stroll over in the meadow if that suits you." Jimmy Rabbit said that it did. There was clover in the meadow. And he had waited so long for Grandfather Mole that he had begun to feel hungry again. A luncheon of clover-tops!

And she felt sure that the moment her back was turned he would scurry into the clover-patch and nip off as many of the juicy red tops as he could hold. So she turned away. And sure enough! The moment she moved aside, out of his path, Billy Woodchuck made a bee line for the fence. He was under it in a twinkling. And the Muley Cow knew what was happening to the clover-tops.

But then he had been to the barnyard the night before after a few paltry clover-tops, and no wise rabbit would go two nights running to the same place. Therefore he did the wise thing. He moved across where he could not smell the cabbage and made his supper of a bundle of hay that had been blown from the stack.

Holy Mother! what a handsome ring!" "It is to hang on the shrine of Saint Agnes," said the younger girl, looking up with simplicity. A loud laugh was the first answer to this communication. The scarlet clover-tops shook and quivered with the merriment. "To hang on the shrine of Saint Agnes!" Giulietta repeated. "That is a little too good!"

"To my way of thinking, this flower garden is the best thing Farmer Green has unless it's the clover patch." Now, some people would have flown into a temper at once on being disputed like that. But Jimmy Rabbit was never known to be angry. "Billy Woodchuck would agree with you about the clover," he said with a chuckle. "You know he's very fond of clover-tops."

"I have an engagement," he explained, "to stand guard in the clover-patch, while my father and some other old gentlemen feast on clover-tops." "Are they expecting an attack?" Major Monkey inquired, pricking up his ears. "Of course not!" said Billy Woodchuck. "They're not expecting one, or they would stay safe at home. But you never can tell what old dog Spot is going to do.

Hodder has taught them to settle their differences in that way; it is much more sensible." She picked off the white clover-tops. "So that is Mr. Hodder, of St. John's," she said. "Ah, you know him, then?" "I've met him," she answered quietly. "Are these children connected with his church?" "They are little waifs from Dalton Street and that vicinity," said Mr. Bentley.

"As for sorrel," I added, "you ought to see The Beauties: the fields are full of it, though the farmers don't seem to admire it much." "Well, I am very fond of the sorrel," she replied, "with the clover-tops, the seed-globes of dandelion and the daisies by the water: it makes quite a bouquet in yonder field." I looked at her to see if she was chaffing me: not at all she was sober as a judge.

Grandfather Mole had already buried his nose in the sand and was fast digging himself out of sight. And Jimmy thought that if he must wait for him again he would wait in a pleasant place. So Jimmy Rabbit hurried to the meadow. And as he lunched on luscious clover-tops he reflected that Grandfather Mole had a queer notion of taking a stroll with a friend.