“Thank you,” said Twinkle Tail, smiling sweetly, and then he set to work harder than ever.
After that the old lady magpie flew away, thinking how strange it was that a house which one has grown tired of often suits another person very well.
By and by Twinkle Tail had another caller. It was Bobbie Redvest.
“How do you like the way I’m fixing up my house?” asked the little squirrel.
“I think you’ve made one mistake,” replied Bobbie Redvest.
“What is it?” asked Twinkle Tail anxiously.
“The great thing, you know, is to hide your house as much as possible.”
The little squirrel dropped the piece of green moss he was about to use, and waited.
“You should make it look like the place it’s in,” went on the little robin. “You have chosen a browny place, so you must use brown moss on the outside.”
“That sounds like good advice,” said Twinkle Tail. “I’ll do as you say.”