Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself.

Mr. McGregor came up with a sieve, which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter; but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him.

And rushed into the tool-shed, and jumped into a can. It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it.
Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the tool-shed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower-pot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each.

Presently Peter sneezed—'Kertyschoo!' Mr. McGregor was after him in no time.
And tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter. He went back to his work.

Peter sat down to rest; he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go. Also he was very damp with sitting in that can.
After a time he began to wander about, going lippity—lippity—not very fast, and looking all round.
He found a door in a wall; but it was locked, and there was no room for a fat little rabbit to squeeze underneath.

An old mouse was running in and out over the stone doorstep, carrying peas and beans to her family in the wood. Peter asked her the way to the gate, but she had such a large pea in her mouth that she could not answer. She only shook her head at him. Peter began to cry.

鞋丢了，衣服丢了，浑身混透了。
小兔想回家了，可回家的路在哪儿呢？怎么才能回去呢？
且听下回分解。

不知道周末有多少人还继续学习的？我少发一点吧。
Then he tried to find his way straight across the garden, but he becamemore and more puzzled. Presently, he came to apond where Mr. McGregor filled his water-cans. A white cat was staring at somegold-fish, she sat very, very still, but nowand then the tip of her tail twitched as if itwere alive. Peter thought it best to go awaywithout speaking to her; he had heard about cats from his cousin, littleBenjamin Bunny.

周末我外出，估计上网不方便，就不发新的文本内容了。
现在把故事音频的网址提前发上来，有空的话可以下载到电脑或手机上听一听。
但是希望你是在逐字逐句理解了内容，且自己读过至少一两遍之后才去听。
看看能听懂多少？听过后希望你能再回头去读一读文本。两者穿插进行。
http://www.gutenberg.org/files/20049/mp3/20049-01.mp3
选择周末休息的朋友，等下周读完文本再尝试音频也可以。大师们说得对“慢就是快”，咱不着急。

He went back towards the tool-shed, but suddenly, quite close to him, he heard the noise of a hoe—scr-r-ritch, scratch, scratch, scritch. Peter scuttered underneath the bushes. But presently, as nothing happened, he came out, and climbed upon a wheelbarrow and peeped over. The first thing he saw was Mr. McGregor hoeing onions. His back was turned towards Peter, and beyond him was the gate!

Peter got down very quietly off the wheelbarrow; and started running as fast as he could go, along a straight walk behind some black-currant bushes.
Mr. McGregor caught sight of him at the corner, but Peter did not care. He slipped underneath the gate, and was safe at last in the wood outside the garden.