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Then Brighteyes was going to give up in despair, and she thought she would never, never get out, and she wished she had never eaten the molasses, when, all of a sudden, she heard some one else coming along, and between her sobs she cried out: "Oh, please, whoever you are, don't run away! Help me out of this can! Who are you?" "I am Alice Wibblewobble, the duck," was the answer. "Who are you?"
"Oh, no," exclaimed Alice Wibblewobble, "it's not nice for girl ducks to race," and she spread out her wings to see how they looked. "Yes it is," said Lulu. "Come on, Jimmie, I'll race with you."
So Mamma Wibblewobble knew the eggs couldn't have fallen. "Well," remarked Aunt Lettie, "it's very strange. Perhaps they have been stolen. You should notify the police." "Or tell Mr. Cock A. Doodle, the rooster," added Jimmie. "He would crow over it; and if we offered a reward, maybe we would get the eggs back." "Well, I'm glad you children didn't take them, at all events," said their mother.
"Tut, tut!" exclaimed Mrs. Wibblewobble. "I heard Bully when he asked me the first time. I merely said, 'Quack! quack! because I was thinking. I always say that when I think. Now be patient." So she said "Quack! quack!" again, several times, and paddled around in the water, putting her head under every now and then to dig in the mud for some snails.
Then Grandfather Goosey-Gander went up to those two Wibblewobble children, and so did Alice, to lend Lulu her handkerchief. And Grandfather Goosey said: "It is better for tame ducks to stay on the water, or on land. They were not made for flying." So that was the end of Jimmie trying to become an air ship.
So Aunt Lettie kissed them all, even Bully, the frog, and then she and the Wibblewobble children went to the ducks' pen, where she stayed several days. And quite a number of things happened, too.
Busier and busier became everything in the Twistytail house, and for that matter, there were busy times in the homes of Sammie and Susie Littletail, and Johnnie and Billy Bushytail, and the Wibblewobble duck children, and Jackie and Peetie Bow Wow, the puppy dogs.
Then he crowed as loud as he could, and flapped his wings, just as if he were saying: "There! I'd like to see any of you do that! Ha! Hum! Oh my, yes, indeed!" "How do you do, Mr. Cock A. Doodle?" asked Jimmie. "Ahem! I am pretty well, my young friend," replied the rooster. "And how may you happen to be to-day? And how are your sisters, Lulu and Alice Wibblewobble?"
Wait a minute!" cried Mrs. Littletail, the bunny mother of Sammie and Susie, the rabbit children, as Mr. Longears started out. "Where are you going?" "Over to Mrs. Wibblewobble, the duck lady's house, with some jam tarts for Lulu, Alice and Jimmie," answered Uncle Wiggily. "Then would you mind carrying, also, this little rubber plant over to her?" asked Mrs. Littletail. "I told Mrs.
Then he cried: "I have it! I'll pull some leaves off the rubber plant I am taking to Mrs. Wibblewobble. We'll put the leaves in the bottom of the sieve, and, being of rubber, water can't get through them. Then the sieve will hold water, or milk either, and you can bring it to your mother." "Oh, fine!" cried Simple Simon, licking the sticky squeegee jam off his fingers.
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