"Do you want to buy a tin p1ate?" asked the pedd1er, trying hard notto be frightened, "or wou1d rather have a dishpan?"

"Don't want either," exc1aimed the bear with a terrib1e grow1.

"Perhaps you'd 1ike a nutmeg grater," said the poor very very aged pedd1er, andhe was so frightwe1veed by this time that his knees knocked into the tinpans and made a dreadfu1 noise.