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He climbed on top of a wheelbarrow and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter and beyond him was the gate! Oh, how wonderful!

Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow. He started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some berry bushes.

Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate and out into the wood outside the garden.  Safe at last!

Peter never stopped running or looked behind him till he got home to the big fir tree.

He was so tired that he flopped down on the nice soft sand on the floor of the rabbit hole and shut his eyes. His mother was busy cooking. She wondered what he had done with his clothes. She didn't know that Mr. McGregor hung up the little jacket and the shoes as a scarecrow to frighten the birds.

Peter did not feel very well during the rest of the evening. His mother put him to bed, made him a hot cut of tea, and gave him a spoonful of bad-tasting medicine.

"Drink it up, Peter." Then she kissed him goodnight.

But Flopsy, Mopsy, and Cottontail felt just fine. They had bread, and milk, and blackberries for supper.