“Hello, Billy!” he said. “What’s going on to-morrow?”
“I listen, while Uncle Jerry sleeps,” Billy explained. “And then, after he’s had his nap, I sleep while he listens.”
“Oh, ho!” said Jimmy Rabbit. “And where does he listen—if I may be so bold as to ask?” So long as he put his questions like that, Jimmy Rabbit always seemed to think that he could ask anyone anything he wanted to.
“Why, he listens here,” said Billy.
“What makes you think so? Did he say he would?”
“Yes—er—n-no! He said he would wake me up at this time,” said Billy. “But, of course, he was right here all the while.”
“Of course he was not!” said Jimmy. “When I first came along, you were all alone. And pretty soon I saw Uncle Jerry come up the hill and shake you. I tell you, it’s lucky for you nothing happened, while you were taking your nap.”
Billy Woodchuck saw that he had been tricked. And he was very angry. He was so angry that he wanted to run straight down to Uncle Jerry’s house and tell him just what he thought about him.
But Jimmy Rabbit said “No!” He knew something better to do than that. “Let’s see——” he said. “Didn’t I hear Uncle Jerry mention something about ‘to-morrow at the same hour’?” he asked.
“Y-y-e-s-s!” Billy Woodchuck was so angry that his teeth were chattering and clattering; and he found it very hard to talk.