The Tale of Henrietta Hen by Arthur Scott Bailey
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"You're impertinent," she told Jimmy
[Illustration: Henrietta Hen Scolds Jimmy Rabbit. (_Page 62_)] Rabbit in her severest tone. "You know very well that Farmer Green raises these cabbages for home use only." "Well," said Jimmy Rabbit, "I'll make myself at home here, then." And turning a cold shoulder on Henrietta Hen he began nibbling at a cabbage-leaf once more. Henrietta felt quite helpless. Somehow nothing she could say to the intruder seemed to have the slightest effect on him. And he appeared to be enjoying his luncheon so thoroughly that it made Henrietta Hen very hungry just to see him eat. In spite of herself she couldn't resist joining him at luncheon. "Ah!" he exclaimed between mouthfuls, "I see you're making yourself at home, too." Henrietta Hen tried to look very dignified. She pecked at the cabbage in an absent-minded fashion, pretending that it was no treat to her. As a matter of fact, she had been trying to get a taste of cabbage for a long while. And this was the first time she had managed to crawl through the garden fence. "One has to eat something," she murmured. Jimmy Rabbit smiled slyly. Henrietta Hen couldn't deceive him. He knew that she was as fond of cabbage as he was himself. "Did you ever hear it said," he asked her suddenly, "that eating too much |
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