Well, very soon Reddy thrust his tongue into another hole that he drilled and drew out another grub.
"That's mine!" cried Cuffy Bear.
Reddy Woodpecker tried to let it fall upon the ground. He did not find it easy to drop the grub. His horny tongue had pierced it. And in trying to let go of it he had a mishap. He swallowed the grub.
When Cuffy Bear saw what had happened he let out a frightful roar.
"That was an accident," Reddy explained over his shoulder.
To Cuffy Bear's dismay the same accident happened over and over again. Finally Cuffy couldn't wait another moment. With a terrible growl he rushed up to the stump, while Reddy Woodpecker slipped out of his way just in time. In another instant Cuffy had split the old stump wide open and had his head buried in it.
"Here!" cried Reddy Woodpecker. "How many grubs do you want?"
"Only about a hundred dozen!" Cuffy Bear mumbled.
When he heard that, Reddy Woodpecker shrieked.
"One hundred dozen would feed my whole family," he declared. "I shall never hunt grubs with you again."