"And then yo' must get fat, Brer Rabbit," continued Unc' Billy.
"What's that?" exclaimed Peter Rabbit, looking very much puzzled.
"Ah say yo' must get fat," repeated Unc' Billy, slapping his own fat sides.
"What for?" asked Peter.
"To keep yo' warm while yo' are asleep," replied Unc' Billy.
"Must I get very fat?" Peter asked,
"Yes, Sah, yo' must get very fat indeed," said Unc' Billy, and smiled, for it was hard to think of Peter Rabbit as very fat.
"How—how can I get fat?" asked Peter, and looked just a little bit worried.
"By eating and eating and eating, and between times sitting still," replied Unc' Billy Possum.
"That's easy, at least the eating is!" said Peter, who, you know, thinks a great deal of his stomach. "Is that all, Uncle Billy?"