Once the soap-powder had started to pour out of the
box Fred couldn't stop it. It poured out fast and it flowed down the steep
tunnel into the mousehole.
"Help!" yelled Daisy. "Stop it Fred! This stuff is
filling our home."
At that moment, the stream of powder was so strong
that it pitched Fred down the passage. He surfed into the living-room on
the crest of a wave.