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“Alright Freddy, you won’t be sorry.”
Back at Tyler’s home in the roots of an old oak tree, Milly merry mouse began to
wonder where her husband was.
“Where on earth is he? He’s normally out of bed by now and eaten some breakfast, oh,
dear, dear, dear.” She entered his bedroom to see nothing but an empty nest. “Oh, well where
on earth…?” She scratched her head as she thought, then she noticed his little red scarf and
jumper missing from his wardrobe.
“Oh, dear, dear, dear, he’s gone off to that farmhouse again - and the farmer’s home on
Sundays!” She quickly put on her coat and rushed off into the woods towards the farmhouse.
