"Do!" said Mr. Crow. "What's the army for—I'd like to know—if not to fight?"
Major Monkey's wrinkled face seemed somewhat pale.
"Quite true!" he agreed again. "But I'm not sure we're strong enough to do anything against these ruffians down below. I'm not sure that I can depend on the army in a pinch."
To the Major's great alarm, Mr. Crow squalled with rage.
"You've insulted me!" he shrieked. And he made such a commotion that Major Monkey scampered off, beckoning to Mr. Crow to follow him.
Just as they left, a stone came crashing through the leaves, thrown by some boy who had noticed Mr. Crow's hoarse cries.
And that made Major Monkey run all the faster.
