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<h2>CHAPTER III<br/> <small>PETER’S GLEE IS SHORT-LIVED</small></h2> <div class="poetry-container"> <div class="poetry"> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verse">You’ll find it very seldom pays</div> <div class="verse">To play a joke that works both ways.</div> </div> <div class="stanza"> <div class="verseright"><i>Mother Bear.</i></div> </div></div> </div> <p><span class="smcap">As</span> two frightened little cubs ran, whimpering and tumbling over each other, for the safety of the bedroom under the great windfall, Peter Rabbit thumped twice more just by way of adding to their fright. It was most unkind of Peter. Of course. He should have been ashamed of trying to frighten babies, and those two cubs were babies and nothing more. They were baby Bears.</p> <p>But Peter had so often felt<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_15" id="Page_15">[15]</SPAN></span> little cold chills of fear chasing each other up and down his backbone in the presence of Buster Bear and Mrs. Bear that it tickled him to be able to scare any Bears, big or little. Truth to tell, it gave him a feeling as if somehow he was getting even with Buster and Mrs. Bear. Of course he wasn’t. Certainly not. But he had that feeling, and he didn’t once stop to think how cowardly it was to frighten babies, even though they were Bear babies.</p> <p>After the two cubs had disappeared, he could hear them scrambling along under the great windfall as they hurried for the darkest corner of that dark bedroom<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_16" id="Page_16">[16]</SPAN></span> where Mother Bear had left them when she went out to look for something to eat. All the way there they whimpered just as if they thought some dreadful enemy was after them. Peter laughed until his sides ached and the tears came to his eyes.</p> <p>An angry growl right behind him put a sudden end to Peter’s laughter and glee. It was his turn to run headlong and to whimper as he ran. My, what jumps he made! It seemed as if his feet barely touched the ground before he was in the air again. If those little cubs had been scared, Peter was twice as scared. They had run without knowing what they ran from. But Peter knew what<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_17" id="Page_17">[17]</SPAN></span> he was running from. He was running from an angry mother, and that mother was a Bear. It was enough to make anybody run.</p> <p>Peter had been so intent on frightening those little cubs and then laughing at them that he had not heard Mother Bear until she had given that angry growl right behind him. Then he hadn’t stopped to explain. Peter believes in running first and explaining later. But at the rate he was going now, there wouldn’t be any explaining, because by the time he stopped Mother Bear wouldn’t be near enough to hear a word he said.</p> <p>The fact is Mother Bear didn’t follow Peter. She simply growled<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_18" id="Page_18">[18]</SPAN></span> once or twice in her deepest, most grumbly-rumbly voice just to add a little speed to Peter’s long legs, if that were possible. Then as she watched Peter run headlong she grinned. Just as Peter had laughed at the fright of the little cubs, Mother Bear grinned at Peter’s fright.</p> <p>“I hope that will teach him a lesson,” muttered Mrs. Bear, way down in her throat. “I don’t want that long-eared bunch of curiosity hanging around here. He got a glimpse of those youngsters of mine, and now my secret will be out. Well, I suppose it would have had to be out soon.”</p> <p>Mrs. Bear turned into the entrance to her bedroom under the<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_19" id="Page_19">[19]</SPAN></span> windfall, while Peter Rabbit kept on, lipperty-lipperty-lip, lipperty-lipperty-lip, through the Green Forest towards the Green Meadows and the dear Old Briar-patch. He was eager to get there and tell the news of Mrs. Bear’s long-kept secret.</p> <hr class="chap" /> <span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_20" id="Page_20">[20]</SPAN></span> <div style="break-after:column;"></div><br />

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