"Old Mr. Crow? Who's he?" Reddy demanded. "I haven't made his acquaintance. I'm sure he can't know anything about me."
"Ah! Perhaps not!" Mr. Catbird answered. "But he knows what sort of family yours is. He has met others like you."
Reddy sniffed. "I never saw a Crow that wasn't a rascally blackguard," he snapped. "There never was a Crow that wasn't a nest robber."
"Chip, chip, chip, chip!" Mr. Chippy interrupted.
"What's he saying?" Reddy Woodpecker asked Mr. Catbird.
"He says he agrees with you."
"Then he has more sense than I thought," Reddy observed. "And if Mr. Crow spoke ill of me I hope Mr. Chippy has enough sense not to believe him."
"Chip, chip, chip, chip!"
"What's he saying now?" Reddy Woodpecker demanded of Mr. Catbird.
"He says he agrees with Mr. Crow," Mr. Catbird explained very pleasantly.