He could hardly wait for the harnessing to be ended; but Minnie made him stay until he had promised only to snap his whip in the air, not use it on yellow-bird, and they darted on.
CHAPTER XVII.
THE MOONLIGHT DANCE.
Minnie tripped behind, watching the little team. She had grown so nimble that she could keep nearer than squirrel thought.
When he supposed he was out of sight from her, he lifted his whip, and gave yellow-bird a smart stroke across his shoulders.
But she knew how to punish him;--spreading her wings at once, she rose into the air, and made the deceitful squirrel roll out of his chariot.
He was ashamed to see Minnie after this, so limped away, whining that he had broken his paw, and would tell his mother.
Then yellow-bird sung one of her droll little songs, that were like twenty laughs shaken together, and, when Minnie came, begged her to take the squirrel's place, and drive home.