“No, I don’t like to; you knock.”
But as it turned out neither of them had to knock at Mrs. Muskrat’s door, for when they reached her house she was on the lookout for them. She came out smiling, and looking quite friendly and pleasant in spite of her long rat teeth.
The ducklings stood looking on in dismay
“So you are the two little ducklings who didn’t laugh at me the other day,” she said. “That’s right! That’s right! I like little animals when they are polite and respectful. Now I have a present for you that I think you’ll like.”
She went back into the house, and when she came out again she carried the two little duckling dolls. “Here; these are for you,” she said, and she gave one to Fluffy and one to Curly-Tail.
The little ducklings could hardly believe their eyes. They had never seen anything so cunning and pretty before. “But they’re not for us?” they cried. “Not really?”
“Yes they are,” said Mrs. Muskrat, smiling, and looking almost as pleased as they.