"No," she finally said, "I have thought very hard, and I do not know
where you could find any eggs."
Sammie and Susie were quite disappointed, and Bully said: "Perhaps you
have some of your own you could let them have."
"No," answered Mrs. Wibblewobble, "all my eggs have been turned into
little ducklings. Here they come now."
Then all at once, as quick as you can scratch your chin, what should
come walking down to the pond but the dearest, nicest little ducklings
you ever saw. They all said, "Quack! quack!" which, as you knew, meant
that they were thinking, and Sammie and Susie did not want to disturb
them.
"This is my family," announced Mrs. Wibblewobble. "Family, those are the
Littletail children, and Bully, the frog." Then the ducklings all said,
"Quack! quack!" again, which this time showed that they had stopped
thinking, and they swam around just like their mother.
"Well," said Bully, "we shall get no eggs here. Come on, we will go see
Mrs. Cluck-Cluck, the fairy hen. Maybe she has some to spare."
But on their way they lost the road, and didn't know in which direction
to go. Then fox was, but he couldn't help himself.
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