Burgess, Thornton W. (Thornton Waldo), 1874-1965 / 2008-05-20 00:00:00
Peter
Rabbit flattened himself under a friendly bramble bush. Johnny
Chuck dived headfirst down his doorway.
Reddy Fox gave a yelp, a shrill little yelp of pain, and suddenly
began to go lame. But Farmer Brown's boy didn't know that. He
thought he had missed and he growled to himself:
"I'll get that fox yet for stealing my pet chicken!"
VIII. Granny Fox Takes Care of Reddy
Reddy Fox was so sore and lame that he could hardly hobble. He
had had the hardest kind of work to get far enough ahead of
Bowser the Hound to mix his trail up so that Bowser couldn't
follow it. Then he had limped home, big tears running down his
nose, although he tried hard not to cry. "Oh! Oh! Oh!" moaned
Reddy Fox, as he crept in at the doorway of his home.
"What's the matter now?" snapped old Granny Fox, who had just
waked up from a sun nap.
"I--I've got hurt," said Reddy Fox, and began to cry harder.
Granny Fox looked at Reddy sharply. "What have you been doing
now--tearing your clothes on a barbed-wire fence or trying to
crawl through a bull-briar thicket? I should think you were big
enough by this time to look out for yourself!" said Granny Fox
crossly, as she came over to look at Reddy's hurts.
"Please don't scold, please don't, Granny Fox," begged Reddy, who
was beginning to feel sick to his stomach as well as lame, and to
smart dreadfully.
Granny Fox took one look at Reddy's wounds, and knew right away
what had happened. She made Reddy stretch himself out at full
length and then she went to work on him, washing his wounds with
the greatest care and binding them up.
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