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He squeezed through the hole in the wall, and dragged himself along a most uncomfortably tight passage where there was scarcely any light.

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He groped his way carefully for several yards; he was at the back of the skirting-board in the attic, where there is a little mark * in the picture.

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All at once he fell head over heels in the dark, down a hole, and landed on a heap of very dirty rags.

When Tom Kitten picked himself up and looked about him—­he found himself in a place that he had never seen before, although he had lived all his life in the house.

It was a very small stuffy fusty room, with boards, and rafters, and cobwebs, and lath and plaster.

Opposite to him—­as far away as he could sit—­was an enormous rat.

“What do you mean by tumbling into my bed all covered with smuts?” said the rat, chattering his teeth.

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“Please sir, the chimney wants sweeping,” said poor Tom Kitten.

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“Anna Maria!  Anna Maria!” squeaked the rat.  There was a pattering noise and an old woman rat poked her head round a rafter.

All in a minute she rushed upon Tom Kitten, and before he knew what was happening—­

His coat was pulled off, and he was rolled up in a bundle, and tied with string in very hard knots.

Anna Maria did the tying.  The old rat watched her and took snuff.  When she had finished, they both sat staring at him with their mouths open.

“Anna Maria,” said the old man rat (whose name was Samuel Whiskers),—­“Anna Maria, make me a kitten dumpling roly-poly pudding for my dinner.”

“It requires dough and a pat of butter, and a rolling-pin,” said Anna Maria, considering Tom Kitten with her head on one side.

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“No,” said Samuel Whiskers, “make it properly, Anna Maria, with breadcrumbs.”

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“Nonsense!  Butter and dough,” replied Anna Maria.

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The two rats consulted together for a few minutes and then went away.

Samuel Whiskers got through a hole in the wainscot, and went boldly down the front staircase to the dairy to get the butter.  He did not meet anybody.

He made a second journey for the rolling-pin.  He pushed it in front of him with his paws, like a brewer’s man trundling a barrel.

He could hear Ribby and Tabitha talking, but they were busy lighting the candle to look into the chest.

They did not see him.

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Anna Maria went down by way of the skirting-board and a window shutter to the kitchen to steal the dough.

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She borrowed a small saucer, and scooped up the dough with her paws.

She did not observe Moppet.