“There! Up you go!” cried Uncle Wiggily as he raised his umbrella. “Now we shall not be wet.” The lady pig and lady rabbit said it was lucky Uncle Wiggily had his umbrella with him. “But that’s the funny part of it!” laughed the bunny gentleman. “This isn’t my umbrella. It is one of Mrs. No-Tail’s. I must have picked up the wrong one when I left her house. This is larger and better than mine which I left there.” Bully and Bawly looked at each other again, very much surprised. “We cut the wrong umbrella,” they said.
“There! Up you go!” cried Uncle Wiggily as he raised his umbrella. “Now we shall not be wet.” The lady pig and lady rabbit said it was lucky Uncle Wiggily had his umbrella with him. “But that’s the funny part of it!” laughed the bunny gentleman. “This isn’t my umbrella. It is one of Mrs. No-Tail’s. I must have picked up the wrong one when I left her house. This is larger and better than mine which I left there.” Bully and Bawly looked at each other again, very much surprised. “We cut the wrong umbrella,” they said.