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Suddenly round a corner,
she met Babbitty Bumble __ "Zizz, Bizz,Bizzz!" said the bumble bee. Mrs. Tittlemouse looked at her severely. She wished that she had a broom. "Good-bay,Badditty Bumble; I should be glad to buy some beeswax. But what are you doing down here ? Why do you always come in at a window, and say Zizz, Bizz, Bizzz ?" Mrs. Tittlemouse began to get cross. "Zizz, Wizz, Wizzz!" in a peevish squeak. She disappeared into a storeroom which had been used for acrons. Mrs. Tittlemouse had eaten the acorns defore Chistmas; the storeroom ought to have been empty. But it was full of unidy dry moss. |
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