“Nothing in particular.”
“Yes, you were, too. What were you saying?”
“Nothing in particular, I tell you; at least, nothing that concerns you.”
“Yes, you were saying something, and this is what you said.” And so the Coyote, who could not sing the song, deliberately repeated the words he had heard.
“Well, suppose I did say so; what of that?” said the Turtle.
“Why, you were hunting for a flint-knife; that is why you said what you did,” replied the Coyote.
“Well, what of that?”
“What did you want the flint-knife for?”
“Nothing in particular,” replied the Turtle.
“Yes, you did; you wanted it for something. What was it?”