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"Now of course it is very hard to think when you are twisting and
dodging and turning in the air."
"Of course!" said Peter Rabbit, just as if he knew all about it.
"So Mr. Bat went looking for a place where he could be quiet all by
himself and think without danger of being gobbled up for some one's
dinner," continued Grandfather Frog. "He flew and he flew and had
almost given up hope of finding any such place when he saw a cave. It
looked very black inside, but it was big enough for Mr. Bat to fly
into, and in he went. He knew that Mr. Hawk would never come in
there, and when he found a little shelf up near the roof, he knew that
he was safe from any four-footed enemies who might follow him there.
It was just the place to rest and think. So he rested, and while he
rested, he thought and thought.
"By and by he noticed that it was growing dark outside. 'My goodness!
If I am going to get anything to eat to-day, I shall have to hurry,'
thought he. When he got outside, he found that Mr. Sun had gone to
bed. So had all the birds, except Mr. Owl and Mr. Nighthawk. Now Mr.
Nighthawk doesn't belong to the Hawk family at all, so there was
nothing to fear from him. Then Mr. Bat had a very pleasant surprise.
He found the air full of insects, ever so many more than in the
daytime. By being very smart and quick he caught a few before it was
too dark for him to see. They didn't fill his stomach, but they kept
him from starving. As he flew back to the cave, a great idea came to
him, the idea for which he had been thinking so hard.
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