Turnip City.”
But, dear me! He was so nervous that the door wouldn’t obey his trembling paw. Over and over, around and around, he turned the little knob, repeating the combination half aloud:
“Twice to the left, three to the right!
Then stop at the spot where it says ‘Good night!’”
Just then a loud knocking came at the kitchen door.
“Please hurry,” cried the frightened lady duck housekeeper, looking anxiously into the kitchen. “The messenger is at the back door.”
“Dear, dear! I’m all muddled up!” cried the old gentleman hare.
“Bing, bang, bung!
Your doorbell I have rung,
Now if my knocking you don’t hear