“Are you all right, Uncle Wiggily?” asked Nurse Jane, as she heard the noise. “Yes, I drove the Pip away. He didn’t get my souse,” answered the rabbit. “Maybe he didn’t, but I’ll get some,” snickered the Skeezicks. “I’ll climb in through the window.” But just as the Skeezicks was climbing in, Nurse Jane asked Uncle Wiggily to empty a pail of soap suds for her. “I’ll throw it out the window,” said the bunny gentleman. And he did—right in the face of the Skee. “Oh wow!” howled the bad chap.
“Are you all right, Uncle Wiggily?” asked Nurse Jane, as she heard the noise. “Yes, I drove the Pip away. He didn’t get my souse,” answered the rabbit. “Maybe he didn’t, but I’ll get some,” snickered the Skeezicks. “I’ll climb in through the window.” But just as the Skeezicks was climbing in, Nurse Jane asked Uncle Wiggily to empty a pail of soap suds for her. “I’ll throw it out the window,” said the bunny gentleman. And he did—right in the face of the Skee. “Oh wow!” howled the bad chap.