Henry Skunk came nearer.
“Why don’t you go inside?” he asked.
Frisky shook his head again.
“I don’t see very well in the dark,” he said, “and I’d rather not.”
Henry nodded.
“I can see first rate at night,” he told Frisky. “I’ll find out for you if Freddie Weasel is asleep. And if he is, I’ll come right back and tell you, and then you can go in with me and see for yourself.”
“Good!” said Frisky. “That’s very kind of you, I’m sure.”
So Henry Skunk walked up to the hole. It was entirely too small for him to enter.
“I’ll have to make it bigger,” he remarked.
“Won’t Freddie hear you?” Frisky Squirrel inquired.