Mrs. Moon shone bright and clear and Billy Breeze whistled a gentle tune as Mr. Longtooth Rat looked around the corner of the barn and saw Danny Fox creeping up to the chicken house.
“He, he!” laughed the old robber rat to himself, “Cocky Doodle and Henny Penny had better look out.” And then he began to laugh some more. I guess he didn’t care what happened to the Kind Farmer’s chickens.
Well, closer and closer crept the old robber fox, searching with his quick eyes here and there and everywhere for an opening. But he couldn’t find any, for the Kind Farmer had locked the door and nailed little pieces of tin over the big cracks and holes in the boards.
“I’ll have to dig a tunnel under the door,” said the old fox to himself, and he started in to dig away, and pretty soon he was half-way in.
All this time Mr. Longtooth Rat had been squinting through a crack in the barn, but when finally he could see only the tip of Danny Fox’s bushy tail, he called to his wife:
“Look, look! my dear! Danny Fox is almost inside the Henhouse!”
“You don’t mean to say you’ve been standing here all this time without giving warning?” exclaimed Mrs. Longtooth Rat sharply. “Gracious me, I’m surprised you’re such a coward.”