somebody in mah house!"

Then very softly Unc' Billy crept up to his doorway and peeped in. It
was dark inside, so that Unc' Billy could see little else than that
his nice, freshly made, comfortable bed was all mussed up. But if he
couldn't see, he could hear. Oh, yes, indeed, Unc' Billy could hear
perfectly well, and what he heard was a snore! There was some one in
Unc' Billy's house, and more than that, they were fast asleep in Unc'
Billy's bed.

"Mah goodness! Mah goodness!" exclaimed Unc' Billy Possum, and his two
sharp little eyes began to snap. Then he stuck his head in at the door
and shouted:

"Hi, yo'all! What yo' doing in mah house?"

The only answer was another snore. Unc' Billy waited a minute. Then he
put his head in once more.

"Yo' better come out of mah house, Mr. Who-ever-yo'-are, before Ah
comes in and puts yo' out!" shouted Unc' Billy.

The only answer was a snore louder than before. Then Unc' Billy quite
lost his temper. Some one who had no business there was in his house!
He didn't know who it was, and he didn't care. They were going to come
out or he would know why not. Unc' Billy gritted his teeth and in he
went.

My! my! my! such a rumpus as there was right away in that hollow tree!
Peter Rabbit happened to be coming along that way and heard it. Peter