"That's an elegant way to catch 'em," Reddy remarked.
"Yes," said Mr. Frog; "and that's an elegant suit you're wearing. Would you mind if I copied it? You know, I'm the well known tailor of Pleasant Valley. And I'm always on the lookout for something different. Your clothes are different from any I've ever seen before. I dare say they'll become quite fashionable in about ten years."
Well, Reddy Woodpecker didn't know whether to be angry or pleased. He had heard that Mr. Frog was queer. But he hadn't supposed Mr. Frog could be as queer as he seemed.
"You may copy my suit if you wish," Reddy blurted at last.
"Good!" the tailor exclaimed. "Come with me to my shop and I'll make some notes."
This was more than Reddy Woodpecker cared to do. "I won't!" he said flatly.
"Tut! Tut!" cried Mr. Frog. "You promised I might copy your suit. You mustn't break your promise."
"I'm not going inside any shop," Reddy declared very firmly.
"Of course not!" said Mr. Frog. "I'll go inside. You can stay outside. And I'll look you over through the doorway and jot down what I need."
"All right!" said Reddy Woodpecker.