Scrapefoot was very thirsty, and he began to drink out of the big
saucer. But he only just tasted the milk in the big saucer, which was so
sour and so nasty that he would not taste another drop of it. Then he
tried the middling saucer, and he drank a little of that. He tried two
or three mouthfuls, but it was not nice, and then he left it and went to
the little saucer, and the milk in the little saucer was so sweet and so
nice that he went on drinking it till it was all gone.
Then Scrapefoot thought he would like to go upstairs; and he listened
and he could not hear any one. So upstairs he went, and he found a great
room with three beds in it; one was a big bed, and one was a middling
bed, and one was a little white bed; and he climbed up into the big bed,
but it was so hard and lumpy and uncomfortable that he jumped down again
at once, and tried the middling bed. That was rather better, but he
could not get comfortably in it, so after turning about a little while
he got up and went to the little bed; and that was so soft and so warm
and so nice that he fell fast asleep at once.
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