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Mr。 Piperson poured out three platefuls： for himself； for Pigling； and a third…after glaring at Pigling he put away with much scuffling； and locked up。 Pigling Bland ate his supper discreetly。
After supper Mr。 Piperson consulted an almanac； and felt Pigling's ribs； it was too late in the season for curing bacon； and he grudged his meal。 Besides； the hens had seen this pig。
He looked at the small remains of a flitch ＇side of bacon＇； and then looked undecidedly at Pigling。 〃You
may sleep on the rug；〃 said Mr。 Peter Thomas Piperson。
Pigling Bland slept like a top。 In the morning Mr。 Piperson made more porridge； the weather was warmer。 He looked how much meal was left in the chest； and seemed dissatisfied〃You'll likely be moving on again？〃 said he to Pigling Bland。
Before Pigling could reply； a neighbor； who was giving Mr。 Piperson and the hens a lift； whistled from the gate。 Mr。 Piperson hurried out with the hamper； enjoining Pigling to shut the door behind him and not meddle with nought； or 〃I'll come back and skin ye！〃 said Mr。 Piperson。
It crossed Pigling's mind that if HE had asked for a lift； too； he might still have been in time for market。
But he distrusted Peter Thomas。
After finishing breakfast at his leisure； Pigling had a look round the cottage； everything was locked up。 He found some potato peelings in a bucket in the back kitchen。 Pigling ate the peel； and washed up the porridge plates in the bucket。 He sang while he worked
〃Tom with his pipe made such a noise； He called up all the girls and boys 〃And they all ran to hear him play； 〃Over the hills and far away！〃
Suddenly a little smothered voice chimed in
〃Over the hills and a great way off； The wind shall blow my top knot off。〃
Pigling Bland put down a plate which he was wiping； and listened。
After a long pause； Pigling went on tiptoe and peeped round the door into the front kitchen； there was nobody there。
After another pause； Pigling approached the door of the locked cupboard； and snuffed at the keyhole。 It was quite quiet。
After another long pause； Pigling pushed a peppermint under the door。 It was sucked in immediately。
In the course of the day Pigling pushed in all his remaining six peppermints。
When Mr。 Piperson returned； he found Pigling sitting before the fire； he had brushed up the hearth and put on the pot to boil； the meal was not get…at…able。
Mr。 Piperson was very affable； he slapped Pigling on the back； made lots of porridge and forgot to lock the meal chest。 He did lock the cup… board door； but without properly shutting it。 He went to bed early； and told Pigling upon no account to disturb him next day before twelve o'clock。
Pigling Bland sat by the fire； eating his supper。
All at once at his elbow； a little voice spoke〃My name is Pig…wig。 Make me more porridge； please！〃 Pigling Bland jumped； and looked round。
A perfectly lovely little black Berkshire pig stood smiling beside him。 She had twinkly little screwed up eyes； a double chin； and a short turned up nose。
She pointed at Pigling's plate； he hastily gave it to her； and fled to the meal chest〃How did you come here？〃 asked Pigling Bland。
〃Stolen；〃 replied Pig…wig； with her mouth full。 Pigling helped himself to meal without scruple。 〃What for？〃 〃Bacon； hams；〃 replied Pig… wig cheerfully。 〃Why on earth don't you run away？〃 exclaimed the horrified Pigling。
〃I shall after supper；〃 said Pig… wig decidedly。
Pigling Bland made more porridge and watched her shyly。
She finished a second plate； got up； and looked about her； as though she were going to start。
〃You can't go in the dark；〃 said Pigling Bland。
Pig…wig looked anxious。
〃Do you know your way by day… light？〃
〃I know we can see this little white house from the hills across the river。 Which way are _you_ going； Mr。 Pig？〃
〃To marketI have two pig papers。 I might take you to the bridge； if you have no objection；〃 said
Pigling much confused and sitting on the edge of his coppy stool。 Pig… wig's gratitude was such and she asked so many questions that it became embarrassing to Pigling Bland。
He was obliged to shut his eyes and pretend to sleep。 She became quiet； and there was a smell of peppermint。
〃I thought you had eaten them？〃 said Pigling； waking suddenly。
〃Only the corners；〃 replied Pig… wig； studying the sentiments with much interest by the firelight。
〃I wish you wouldn't； he might smell them through the ceiling；〃 said the alarmed Pigling。
Pig…wig put back the sticky peppermints into her pocket； 〃Sing something；〃 she demanded。
〃I am sorry。 。 。 I have tooth… ache；〃 said Pigling much dismayed。
〃Then I will sing；〃 replied Pig… wig； 〃You will not mind if I say iddy tidditty？ I have forgotten some of the words。〃
Pigling Bland made no objection； he sat with his eyes half shut； and watched her。
She wagged her head and rocked about； clapping time and singing in a sweet little grunty voice
〃A funny old mother pig lived in a stye； and three little piggies had she； 〃（Ti idditty idditty） umph； umph； umph！ and the little pigs said wee； wee！〃
She sang successfully through three or four verses； only at every
verse her head nodded a little lower； and her little twinkly eyes closed up
〃Those three little piggies grew peaky and lean； and lean they might very well be； 〃For somehow they couldn't say umph； umph； umph！ and they wouldn't say wee； wee； wee！ 〃For somehow they couldn't say
Pig…wig's head bobbed lower and lower； until she rolled over； a little round ball； fast asleep on the hearth…rug。
Pigling Bland； on tiptoe； covered her up with an antimacassar。
He was afraid to go to sleep himself； for the rest of the night he sat listening to the chirping of the crickets and to the snores of Mr。 Piperson overhead。
Early in the morning； between dark and daylight； Pigling tied up his little bundle and woke up Pig… wig。 She was excited and half… frightened。 〃But it's dark！ How can we find our way？〃
〃The cock has crowed； we must start before the hens come out； they might shout to Mr。 Piperson。〃
Pig…wig sat down again； and commenced to cry。
〃Come away Pig…wig； we can see when we get used to it。 Come！ I can hear them clucking！〃
Pigling had never said shuh！ to a hen in his life； being peaceable； also he remembered the hamper。
He opened the house door quietly and shut it after them。 There was no garden； the neighborhood of Mr。 Piperson's was all scratched up by fowls。 They slipped away hand in hand across an untidy field to the road。 〃Tom； Tom the piper's son； stole a pig and away he ran！ 〃But all the tune that he could play； was ‘Over the hills and far away！'〃
〃Come Pig…wig； we must get to the bridge before folks are stirring。〃
〃Why do you want to go to market； Pigling？〃 inquired Pig…wig
The sun rose while they were crossing the moor； a dazzle of light over the tops of the hills。 The sunshine crept down the slopes into the peaceful green valleys； where little white cottages nestled in gardens and orchards。
〃That's Westmorland；〃 said Pig… wig。 She dropped Pigling's hand and commenced to dance； singing
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