CHAPTER XXVIII 



PETER SEES ROSEBREAST AND FINDS REDCOAT 



"Wno's that?" Peter Rabbit pricked up his 

 long ears and stared up at the tops of the trees of 

 the Old Orchard. 



Instantly Jenny Wren popped her head out of her 

 doorway. She cocked her head on one side to 

 listen, then looked down at Peter, and her sharp 

 little eyes snapped. 



" I don't hear any strange voice," said she. "The 

 way you are staring, Peter Rabbit, one would think 

 that you had really heard something new and worth 

 while." 



Just then there were two or three rather sharp, 

 squeaky notes from the top of one of the trees. 

 "There !" cried Peter. "There ! Didn't you hear 

 that, Jenny Wren ?" 



"For goodness' sake, Peter Rabbit, you don't 

 mean to say you don't know whose voice that is," 

 she cried. "That's Rosebreast. He and Mrs. 

 Rosebreast have been here for quite a little while. I 

 didn't suppose there was any one who didn't know 

 those sharp, squeaky voices. They rather get on 

 my nerves. What anybody wants to squeak like 

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