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" Oh yes , if you please'm ; look at the sheep - mark on the shoulder . And here's one marked for Gatesgarth , and three that come from Little - town . They're ALWAYS marked at washing ! " said Mrs . Tiggy - winkle . AND she hung up all sorts and sizes of clothes — small brown coats of mice ; and one velvety black mole - skin waist - coat ; and a red tail - coat with no tail belonging to Squirrel Nutkin ; and a very much shrunk blue jacket belonging to Peter Rabbit ; and a petticoat , not marked , that had gone lost in the washing — and at last the basket was empty ! THEN Mrs . Tiggy - winkle made tea — a cup for herself and a cup for Lucie . They sat before the fire on a bench and looked sideways at one another . Mrs . Tiggy - winkle's hand , holding the tea - cup , was very very brown , and very very wrinkly with the soap - suds ; and all through her gown and her cap , there were HAIR - PINS sticking wrong end out ; so that Lucie didn't like to sit too near her . WHEN they had finished tea , they tied up the clothes in bundles ; and Lucie's pocket - handkerchiefs were folded up inside her clean pinny , and fastened with a silver safety - pin . And then they made up the fire with turf , and came out and locked the door , and hid the key under the door - sill . THEN away down the hill trotted Lucie and Mrs . Tiggy - winkle with the bundles of clothes ! All the way down the path little animals came out of the fern to meet them ; the very first that they met were Peter Rabbit and Benjamin Bunny ! AND she gave them their nice clean clothes ; and all the little animals and birds were so very much obliged to dear Mrs . Tiggy - winkle . SO that at the bottom of the hill when they came to the stile , there was nothing left to carry except Lucie's one little bundle . LUCIE scrambled up the stile with the bundle in her hand ; and then she turned to say " Good - night , " and to thank the washer - woman — But what a VERY odd thing ! Mrs . Tiggy - winkle had not waited either for thanks or for the washing bill ! She was running running running up the hill — and where was her white frilled cap ? and her shawl ? and her gown — and her petticoat ? AND how small she had grown — and how brown — and covered with PRICKLES ! Why ! Mrs . Tiggy - winkle was nothing but a HEDGEHOG . * * * * ( Now some people say that little Lucie had been asleep upon the stile — but then how could she have found three clean pocket - handkins and a pinny , pinned with a silver safety - pin ? And besides — I have seen that door into the back of the hill called Cat Bells — and besides I am very well acquainted with dear Mrs . Tiggy - winkle ! ) THE TALE OF GINGER & PICKLES ONCE upon a time there was a village shop . The name over the window was " Ginger and Pickles . " It was a little small shop just the right size for Dolls — Lucinda and Jane Doll - cook always bought their groceries at Ginger and Pickles .
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