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41 Illustrated Children's Stories from Enid Blyton

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THE TALE OF MR. BUSYBODY
Busybody coming nearer. " So he's a robber, is he? " thought the head man. " Hie, folks! Come round! Do you see that fellow in the curious red hat? Pipkin says he's a robber. We'll throw him into the pond! "
So, as soon as Busybody got to the village and was asking politely if anyone had seen a little fellow with red and yellow shoes going by, he got the surprise of his life. For six of the Tick-Tock folk rushed at him, lifted him up, took him to the round village pond and threw him straight into it!
Splash! He fell right into the
Splash, he fell right into the middle.
middle, sank down under the
water, swallowed two mouthfuls and came up again, very angry and rather frightened.
" Get out of our village at once or we'll throw you in again! " shouted the head man. " We don't want robbers here! "
He looked so fierce that Busybody didn't Hke to say anything at all, but hurried off, his wet clothes steaming in the hot sun. Aha! Just wait till he caught Pipkin! Wouldn't he give him a sound beating!
Pipkin was far away in the distance. He had gone to a small cottage set high up on a hill. In it lived two dwarfs, Twiddle and Twaddle, both bad-tempered and very hard of hearing. Pipkin didn't Hke them, but Old Man Jog-About often did business with them, and Pipkin took messages to their cottage about once a week. He knocked on the door and Twiddle opened it with a scowl.
" Good morning," said Pipkin, politely, at the top of his voice, for Twiddle was very deaf indeed. " My master Jog-About, has sent me to ask you to gather him some white moly-flower by moonHght next month. He will pay you weH for it."
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