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 the wood, the real Kitty, sulky and spitting, followed the ferrets; she would not give them the pellets and they would not give up the gun.

We will not go into details; they took it in turn to go underground, and I believe they did bag a few young rabbits. But at last they met their match…

…Slimmy Jimmy suddenly came out of a burrow, pursued by a stout buck-rabbit in a blue coat, who was prodding him violently and painfully with an umbrella.

They upset John Stoat-Ferret who was waiting outside with the net; and, before he could pick himself up, Miss Kitty had seized the gun.