into the greenhouse, scratching off a
handful of fur.

The cat was too much surprised to
scratch back.

When old Mr. Bunny had driven the
cat into the greenhouse, he locked the
door.

Then he came back to the basket
and took out his son Benjamin by the
ears, and whipped him with the little
switch.

Then he took out his nephew Peter.

Then he took out the handkerchief
of onions, and marched out of the
garden.


When Mr. McGregor returned
about half an hour later he observed
several things which perplexed him.

It looked as though some person
had been walking all over the garden
in a pair of clogs--only the footmarks
were too ridiculously little!