She could hear a bustle in the room she took to be the kitchen; and presently she caught sight of one of the Coons struggling into it with a big basket of Scotch thistles.
“There goes your dinner,” she whispered to the Donkey. “Now, perhaps, they’ll ring the bell.”
“They’re waiting for Doctor Fox and Doctor Goose,” said the Donkey.
At that moment loud voices were heard in the hall. As they came nearer Buddie caught such phrases as “I deny it,” “Nothing of the sort,” “The grin came first,” “Stuff and nonsense!”—all jumbled up together; and the two Doctors came into the room.
A queer-looking pair they were: both wore long black coats and tall hats, and on the nose of each (provided, of course, that a goose has a nose) was a pair of spectacles. Doctor Goose was waving his wings and Doctor Fox his paws, and both were talking at the tops of their voices.
“They’re at it again,” said the Great Huge Bear, who had followed them in.
“I say the bear came first,” shouted Doctor Goose.
“Nothing of the sort,” shouted Doctor Fox. “The grin—”
The controversy was happily interrupted by the Oldest Coon, who thrust his head inside the room and bawled out: