Now curiosity is Peter Rabbit's besetting sin. Sleepy as he was, he
just couldn't go home without first finding out what had happened in
the bulrushes. So away Peter started for the Smiling Pool,
lipperty-lipperty-lip. Of course the Merry Little Breeze saw him go.
Then the Merry Little Breeze waked all the other Merry Little Breezes,
and away they all danced across the Green Meadows to the Smiling Pool
and stole in among the bulrushes behind Peter Rabbit to see what he
was about. They came up just in time to hear Peter say:
"Hello, Mr. Redwing! You seem very much excited this fine morning.
What is it all about? Has anything happened?"
Mr. Redwing hovered right over Peter Rabbit.
"Tra-la-la-la-lee, cherokee, cherokee!
I'm happy, oh, so happy! I am happy as can be!"
sang Mr. Redwing, looking down at Peter, who was sitting very straight
and looking up.
"You seem to be. But what is it all about? What is it that makes you
so happy this morning, Mr. Redwing?" Peter asked.
"Tra-la-la-la-lee, cherokee, cherokee!
We've another speckled egg, and this one makes it three!"
carolled Mr. Redwing, and flew over to the nest in the bulrushes where
Mrs. Redwing was fussing about in a very important manner.
"Pooh!" said Peter Rabbit.
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