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of Grandpa Elephant. Grandpa always lost his voice like that when he was excited. "Be careful of my custard pie!" he begged. "Please be careful of my pie!"

Little Elephant pulled himself out of the crush and looked around. There was Grandpa Elephant struggling to get through the crowd and holding the hatbox high up over his head. When things got straightened out again, Grandpa Elephant lowered the box and looked inside. Was the pie squashed? No, there it was all safe, with the golden meringue sticking up in points all over the top. Mother Elephant's wonderful custard pie!

The car came to the end of the line and all the passengers got off. Mother and Father Elephant and Grandpa and Little Elephant started to walk through the park. They walked and walked.