“Can’t we find a better place to hide it?” said Wee Peter.
“Put it behind my house,” suggested Mrs. Hen.
“Or in the lake,” quacked Mrs. Duck.
“Or in the hedge,” suggested Billy Rabbit.
Suggestions came from all of them, and the noise was so great that my Dame hurried out into the garden to see what was the matter.
It is a sad ending to the story of Wee Peter Pug. But just as the Dame came out into the garden Wee Peter had picked up her shoe and was thinking of another hiding place, when she caught sight of him.
“Oh! You naughty Peter!” she cried. And she spanked him with the shoe which had caused all the fun. Everybody laughed delightedly, except Peter.