Presently he came to a big piece of bark which is the roof of Mr. Toad's house. Mr. Toad was sitting in his doorway blinking at jolly, round, red Mr. Sun, who had just begun to climb up the sky.
"Good morning, Mr. Toad," said Peter Rabbit.
"Good morning," said Mr. Toad.
"You're looking very fine this morning, Mr. Toad," said Peter Rabbit.
"I'm feeling very fine this morning," said Mr. Toad.
"Why, my gracious, you have on a new suit, Mr. Toad!" exclaimed Peter Rabbit.
"Well, what if I have, Peter Rabbit?" demanded Mr. Toad.
"Oh, nothing, nothing, nothing at all, Mr. Toad, nothing at all," said Peter Rabbit hastily, "only I didn't know you ever had a new suit. What have you done with your old suit, Mr. Toad?"
"Swallowed it," said Mr. Toad shortly, turning his back on Peter Rabbit.
And that was all Peter Rabbit could get out of Mr. Toad, so he started on down the Crooked Little Path. Now Peter Rabbit has a great deal of curiosity and is forever poking into other people's affairs. The more he thought about it the more he wondered what Mr. Toad could have done with his old suit. Of course he hadn't swallowed it! Who ever heard of such a thing! The more he thought of it the more Peter Rabbit felt that he must know what Mr. Toad had done with his old suit. By this time he had forgotten that he had been out all night. He had forgotten that he was sleepy. He had got to find out about Mr. Toad's old suit.