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MR. BUNT MR. BUNT

It's stuffed full of grass. What Dabs on the doorstep below registers here is unprintable. ANNIE

Oh, how nice. Of course, I want you to hunt,

but I wouldn't have you kill anything, you know. MR. BUNT

I understand perfectly. ANNIE

And you don't mind ? MR. BUNT

I much prefer it so - in fact I'm very much afraid of guns, and I dislike killing things most awfully, especially rabbits. ANNIE

It makes it rather awkward. MR. BUNT

Distinctly so. ANNIE

But the song says you hunt things. MR. BUNT

I know it does. ANNIE

Well, I like the way you get around it.

It shows

consideration. MR. BUNT

I know, but couldn't you make me up into some thing else something that doesn't hunt?