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Presently a fly settled on one of them and it moved.
Mr. McGregor climbed down on to the rubbish heapó
"One, two, three, four! five! six leetle rabbits!" said he
as he dropped them into his sack. The Flopsy Bunnies
dreamt that their mother was turning them over in
bed. They stirred a little in their sleep, but still they
did not wake up.