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He went back towards the tool-shed, but
suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the
noise of a hoe—scr-r-ritch, scratch,
scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered
underneath the bushes.
But presently, as nothing happened, he
came out, and climbed upon a
wheelbarrow and peeped over.
The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor
hoeing onions. His back was turned
towards Peter, and beyond him was the
gate!
Peter got down very quietly off the
wheelbarrow; and started running as fast
as he could go, along a straight walk
behind some black-currant bushes.
