that to run
makes him puff and blow. Johnny Chuck's eyes danced with excitement as
he peered into the Old Briar-patch, trying to see Peter Rabbit.

"Peter! Peter Rabbit! Oh, Peter!" he called. No one answered. Johnny
Chuck looked disappointed. It was the middle of the morning, and he had
thought that Peter would surely be at home then. He would try once more.
"Oh, you Peter Rabbit!" he shouted in such a high-pitched voice that it
was almost a squeal.

"What you want?" asked a sleepy voice from the middle of the Old
Briar-patch.

Johnny Chuck's face lighted up. "Come out here, Peter, where I can look
at you," cried Johnny.

"Go away, Johnny Chuck! I'm sleepy," said Peter Rabbit, and his voice
sounded just a wee bit cross, for Peter had been out all night, a habit
which Peter has.

"I've got some news for you, Peter," called Johnny Chuck eagerly.

"How do you know it's news to me?" asked Peter, and Johnny noticed that
his voice wasn't quite so cross.

"I'm almost sure it is, for I've just heard it myself, and I've hurried
right down here to tell you because I think you'll want to know it,"
replied Johnny Chuck.

"Pooh!" said Peter Rabbit, "it's probably as old as the hills to me.
You folks who go to bed with the sun don't hear the news until it's old.
What is it?"

"It's about Reddy Fox," began Johnny Chuck, but Peter Rabbit interrupted
him.

"Shucks, Johnny Chuck! You are slow! Why, it was all over Green Meadows
last night how Reddy Fox had been shot by Farmer Brown's boy!" jeered
Peter Rabbit. "That's no news. And here you've waked me up to tell me
something I knew before you went to bed last night! Serves Reddy Fox
right. Hope he'll be lame for a week," added Peter Rabbit.

"He can't walk at all!" cried Johnny Chuck in triumph, sure now that
Peter Rabbit hadn't heard the news.

"What's that?" demanded Peter, and Johnny Chuck could hear him begin
to hop along one of his little private paths in the heart of the Old
Briar-patch. He knew now that Peter Rabbit's curiosity was aroused, and
he smiled to himself.

In a few minutes Peter thrust a sleepy-looking face out from the Old
Briar-patch and grinned rather sheepishly. "What was that you were
saying about Reddy Fox?" he asked again.

"I've a good mind not to tell you, Mr. Know-it-all," exclaimed Johnny
Chuck.

"Oh, please, Johnny Chuck," pleaded Peter Rabbit.

Finally Johnny gave in. "I said that Reddy Fox can't walk. Aren't you
glad, Peter?"

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