And she did.

Of course, she had to feed her babies first, though, and when she had
gotten them all to sleep for their afternoon nap, she went out and
threshed the Wheat. Then she called out: "Who will carry the Wheat to
the mill to be ground?"

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Turning their backs with snippy glee,
that Pig said, "Not I,"

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and that Cat said, "Not I," and that Rat said, "Not I."

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So the good Little Red Hen could do nothing but say, "I will then."
And she did.

Carrying the sack of Wheat, she trudged off to the distant mill. There
she ordered the Wheat ground into beautiful white flour. When the