The Mouse Clock

	" Well now." the clock repair man came out from a small room behind the counter. " What can we do for you." " I want a clock mending." Wabbit held up a brown parcel. The clock repair man looked down at Wabbit. " Well that is very lucky, because we have run completely out of cream cakes." Wabbit laughed but only because he wanted his clock mending. " It's all here." Wabbit put the parcel containing the clock onto the counter. " All except this bit." Pack stepped forward and put the small cog he had found on his toast down on the counter. The clock mender carefully untied the string and opened the parcel. " How long will it take." Wabbit did not like to leave anyone undisturbed for too long. The clock mender lifted the clock out of the parcel and opened the little door at the back of it. An expression of what can only be called surprise came over his face when he saw the contents.