“Not enough hair,” said Wulli. “It is a boar—a young one.”
“A young one did you say?” inquired Pic.
“Yes, a young boar.”
“Bah!” Pic scowled and bit his lips angrily.
The Rhinoceros shrank back at being thus rebuked. He felt cheap.
“This is a man-child,” snapped Pic, unable to hold his patience a moment longer. “Some day it will grow to be big and strong like me.”
For a moment, Hairi and Wulli were overwhelmed by this astounding bit of news.
“I believe he is right,” the Mammoth whispered to his partner. “Who would have thought of such a thing? Where did you get this—er calf?” he asked Pic.
“Child, you mean,” the latter sternly corrected. “It belongs to me. It is mine.”