waiting till she fancied she heard the Rabbit
just under the window, she suddenly spread
out her hand, and
made a snatch in the
air. She did not get
hold of anything, but
she heard a little
shriek and a fall,
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ken glass, from which
she concluded that
Next came an angry voice—the Rabbit s—
‘Pot! Pat! Where are you?” And then a
voice she had never heard before, “Sure then
I’m here! Digging for apples, yer honour "
“Digging for apples, indeed!” said the
Rabbit angrily. “Here! Come and help me
out of this!” (Sounds of more broken glass.)