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The next day the fox went to Blacky’s house.
“Tap, tap!” came a knock at the door.
“Little pig! Little pig! Let me come in,” said a soft voice.
“Who are you?” said Blacky.
“I am a friend of your mother’s,” said Mr. Fox.
“Oh, no! You are not,” said Blacky.
“You can not come in.
You carried away Whitey and Browny. You are not going to get me.”
Then Mr. Fox tried to knock down the house.
But he could not get into Blacky’s strong brick house.