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Mrs. McGregor untied the sack and put her hand
inside. When she felt the vegetables she
became very very angry. She said that Mr.
McGregor had "done it a purpose."
And Mr. McGregor was very angry too. One of the
rotten marrows came flying through the kitchen
window, and hit the youngest Flopsy Bunny.
It was rather hurt.
Then Benjamin and Flopsy thought that it was
time to go home.
So Mr. McGregor did not get his tobacco, and
Mrs. McGregor did not get her rabbit skins.
But next Christmas Thomasina Tittlemouse got a
present of enough rabbit-wool to make herself a
cloak and a hood, and a handsome muff and a
pair of warm mittens.
