“Well,” said the Queen to the little bear, “where do you go from here?”
“I’m not sure, Your Majesty,” Paddington Bear answered softly, a tear in his eye. “You see, the Browns have all grown up and gone their separate ways. I’m now homeless, as I have nowhere else to stay.”
The Queen’s face softened with a smile. “Well, my little friend, this simply won’t do at all. I too am all alone. Why don’t you move into my palace? I’m sure we’ll have a ball!”
“Of course,” she replied with a wink. “The biggest spread of sandwiches you’ve ever seen. And cups of tea, with crockery you can drop—and I will never, ever mind.”
With a grateful heart, the little bear smiled. “Your Majesty, I accept your offer. You are very, very kind.”
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