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1 " Then all at once there was a flutterment and a scufflement and a loud "Squeak!" The other squirrels scuttered away into the bushes.When they came back very cautiously, peeping round the tree--there was Old Brown sitting on his door-step, quite still, with his eyes closed, as if nothing had happened.But Nutkin was in his waistcoat pocket!This looks like the end of the story; but it isn't. "
― Beatrix Potter , The Tale of Squirrel Nutkin