Now if the brave Yellow Dog Tramp had been a minute later perhaps and maybe the two little rabbits would have been eaten up in the last story. For just as he came along Mr. Wicked Wolf grew impatient and with a dreadful growl jumped out from behind the Bunnymobile.
And, oh, dear me. Didn't his eyes look fierce, and didn't his mouth look red and his teeth white?
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