"And now, tell me!" he bade Ferdinand Frog with great eagerness, while he held a hand behind one of his ears, in order to hear more clearly.
But Mr. Frog was not ready to give away his secret.
He winked at Grandaddy Beaver, and poked his fingers into the old gentleman's ribs.
"Not so fast, my lad!" said Mr. Frog, who was certainly many years younger than Grandaddy Beaver. "I'm not prepared to explain everything to you just yet.
"You come to the big rock on the other side of the pond as soon as it's dark to-night; and bring with you everybody who wants to know how to get clothes like mine.
"Now, do exactly as I say," Mr. Frog cautioned Grandaddy, "and everything will be made easy."
XII
A BAD BLUNDER
When it was almost dark Grandaddy Beaver swam across the pond to the big rock, where Ferdinand Frog had told him to come.