"That's good news," said Reddy. "I'm glad I settled here."'
Frisky gave him a sharp look. "You don't like beechnuts, do you?" he asked.
"Don't I? Oh, don't I?" Reddy cried.
Strange to say Frisky Squirrel knew the answer to that question.
"Oh! You do like them!" he chattered. "Well, maybe there aren't as many beechnuts as I thought. Maybe the beechnutting is poor here. No doubt I'm mistaken about it. Why don't you go over on the other side of Blue Mountain to live? You're sure to find plenty of beechnuts over there next fall."
Reddy Woodpecker laughed heartily. Frisky Squirrel could not deceive him.
XXIII
BEECHNUTS
"I'm going to stay right here on this farm," Reddy Woodpecker declared. "I like this place."
"Perhaps you expect to leave for the South before the beechnuts are ripe," Frisky Squirrel suggested hopefully.