It was not long before something seemed to please Mr. Fox, for he smiled broadly.
Mr. Crow noticed that grin.
"What's he laughing at?" he asked. "I don't see anything to laugh at."
Jimmy Rabbit looked around. But Mr. Fox was as solemn as an owl.
"He isn't laughing," said Jimmy.
"Certainly not!" said Mr. Fox. "Your eyes must be bad, Mr. Crow."
"Well, I didn't bring my spectacles," Mr. Crow answered. "I thought I'd look better without them."
After that Mr. Fox managed to keep a sober face. But inside he was laughing as hard as could be.
"What makes him shake so?" Mr. Crow asked, a few minutes later.