"Quack, quack, quack!" said Mrs. Duck, as she walked along the little path through the meadow.
"Quack, quack, quack! Follow me, little ducks."
One, two, three, four, five, six little yellow ducks waddled after their mother along the little path through the meadow.
Bunny Rabbit was sitting under a tree, fast asleep, and he did not hear them coming.
He was dreaming of flying away with the little birds.
He could fly high up over the trees and over the houses.
Oh, it was great fun! All the other rabbits were sitting on the ground watching him.
"Good-by," he called to Billy.
Then he waked up, and he was not under the oak tree.
"Quack, quack, quack!" said Mrs. Duck. "What are you talking about, Bunny? I cannot see Billy anywhere."