Anatole lived in a small mouse village near Paris with his wife and six children. Every evening he bicycled into the city to find food for his family.

One evening, hiding under a sofa, Anatole heard an angry man say, "They are a disgrace to France—to be a mouse it to be a villain." Shocked and upset, he left the house and went home to tell the sad tale to his wife. "If only we could give people something in return," she moaned, "but alas, that is impossible."

At his wife's words, Anatole jumped up and danced around the room. He announced that he had an idea, and what a wonderful idea it was! Readers of ANATOLE are sure to agree and will join in proclaiming him the Mouse Magnifique!

From the dust jacket