Duchess looked
aghast, and tilted up the pie-dish.
"I have only four patty-pans, and they are all in the
cupboard."
Duchess set up a howl.
"I shall die! I shall die! I have swallowed a patty-pan! Oh,
my dear Ribby, I do feel so ill!"
"It is impossible, my dear Duchess; there was not a
patty-pan."
Duchess moaned and whined and rocked herself about.
"Oh I feel so dreadful, I have swallowed a patty-pan!"
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"There was nothing in the pie," said Ribby severely.
"Yes there was, my dear Ribby, I am sure I have
swallowed it!"
"Let me prop you up with a pillow, my dear Duchess; where do
you think you feel it?"
"Oh I do feel so ill all over me, my dear Ribby; I
have swallowed a large tin patty-pan with a sharp scalloped edge!"
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