4
The little rabbits smiled sweetly in their sleep
under the shower of grass; they did not awake
because the lettuces had been so soporific.
They dreamt that their mother Flopsy was tucking
them up in a hay bed.
Mr. McGregor looked down after emptying his
sack. He saw some funny little
brown tips of ears sticking up through the lawn
mowings. He stared at them for some time.
Presently a fly settled on one of them and it
moved.
Mr. McGregor climbed down on to the rubbish
heap—
"One, two, three, four! five! six leetle rabbits!" He
said, as he dropped them into his sack. The Flopsy
Bunnies dreamt that their mother was turning
them over in bed. They stirred a little in their
sleep, but still they did not wake up.
Mr. McGregor tied up the sack and left it on the
wall.
