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Автор Bond Michael

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First published in Great Britain

by William Collins Sons and Co. Ltd. in 1960

This edition first published by HarperCollins Children’s Books in 1997 This edition published in 2018

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Text copyright © Michael Bond 1960

Illustrations copyright © Peggy Fortnum

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Cover illustration adapted and coloured by Mark Burgess from the original by Peggy Fortnum

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Source ISBN: 9780006753445

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Version: 2018-05-23

Contents

Paddington sat up in bed with a puzzled expression on his face.

Happenings at number thirty-two Windsor Gardens, particularly breakfast, always followed a strict timetable and it was most unusual for anything to waken him quite so early.

He took a careful look around his room, but everything seemed to be in its place.

The photograph of his Aunt Lucy, taken shortly before she entered the home for retired bears in Lima, was on the table beside the bed, along with his jar of special marmalade and several other items.

His old hat and duffle coat were both hanging on the door peg, and his Peruvian centavos were under the pillow.

Most important of all, when he lifted the bedclothes and peered underneath, his small leather suitcase with its secret compartment containing his scrapbook and a number of important papers was still at the bottom of the bed.

Paddington heaved a sigh of relief. Although he had lived with the Browns for over a year he had never quite got used to having a room of his own and he wasn’t the sort of bear who believed in taking chances.