Peter Mink grinned at him brazenly.
"I won't deny it," he replied.
"But you tried to deceive me," Master Meadow Mouse told him. "You said—when I asked you what you were doing here—you said that you were fishing."
"So I was!" Peter Mink exclaimed with a horrid chuckle. "I was fishing for mice. And if you'd been a little less careful I'd have caught one, too."
"Good day!" said Master Meadow Mouse. "Good day and good-by!"
"Don't say good-by!" Peter Mink corrected. "Say, 'Till we meet again!'"
But Master Meadow Mouse had already pulled his head out of sight and vanished inside his tunnel.
