Page 18 - The Tale of The Pie & The Patty-Pan Ebook
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When Ribby got back home, there seemed to be a sort of scuffling noise in the back passage, as she was coming in at the front door.
"I trust that is not that Pie: the spoons are locked up, however," said Ribby.
But there was nobody there. Ribby opened the bottom oven door with some difficulty, and turned the pie. A pleasing smell of baked mouse filled the room!
