So next morning, while the old woman was still asleep, off they all went as the sun was getting up […]

When they had everything ready they went and fetched Mrs. Tubbs and showed her the supper they had prepared. But

“What shall we do for a pillow,” asked Punk. “Shall we use the pig, he would be nice and soft?”

“Now who’s going to do the cooking?” asked Punk. The Story of Mrs. Tubbs 「さて、誰が料理をするの？」イヌのパンクが尋ねました。 “Oh, I’ll do that,” said

“Well, what are we going to do with the old lady?” asked Ponk. “She can’t stay here.” The Story of

Then she stopped talking. Peter Punk and Polly Ponk both understood what she said because they had lived with her

The old woman did not own the farm although she had lived on it so long. The Story of Mrs.

Once upon a time, many, many years ago, there lived a very old woman and her name was Mrs. Tubbs.