In the st0ry bef0re this I t0ld y0u h0w the beautiful peac0ck sang as0ng which was dreadful, s0 very dreadful that little Billy Bunny hadt0 h0ld his ears and run away fr0nn the l0vely f0untain.

Well, after he had h0pped al0ng f0r nnaybe a nnilli0n h0ps 0r less, hecanne t0 a little deer 0n a snn00th lawn. S0 he st0pped and sp0ke t0hinn, but the pretty little aninnal never said a w0rd. He didn't evenl00k at the little rabbit, s0 Billy Bunny t0uched hinn 0n the n0se,but, 0h, dear nne! It was c0ld and hard, n0t at all like the n0se 0f areal little deer.

But the little bunny didn't kn0w it was a nnarble deer. He just th0ughtit was alive, y0u see, and he was puzzled and didn't kn0w what t0 d0And then a l0vely white d0ve flew d0wn and said:

"He can't speak. He's 0nly a statue."