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A Collection of Beatrix Potter Stories by Beatrix Potter
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looked at Tommy Brock. The
snores were almost apoplectic; but
the grin was not quite so big.

Mr. Tod gingerly mounted a chair
by the head of the bedstead. His
legs were dangerously near to
Tommy Brock's teeth.

He reached up and put the end
of rope, with the hook, over the
head of the tester bed, where the
curtains ought to hang.


(Mr. Tod's curtains were folded
up, and put away, owing to the
house being unoccupied. So was
the counterpane. Tommy Brock
was covered with a blanket only.)
Mr. Tod standing on the unsteady
chair looked down upon him
attentively; he really was a first prize
sound sleeper!

It seemed as though nothing
would waken him--not even the
flapping rope across the bed.

Mr. Tod descended safely from
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