“Listen, Feather Flop,” explained Mary Frances, “that probably frightened him so he’ll never speak again.”
“I’ll be to blame for that, too,” mourned Feather Flop. “Oh, I’m sorry, so sorry.”
“Never mind, my friend,” said Mary Frances; “I appreciate the kindness you meant to show even if you made a mistake.”
“Are you sure you forgive me, little Miss?” asked the rooster.
“Quite sure,” answered Mary Frances. “But I can’t promise about the hop toad!”
“I don’t care a hop about Hoppy,” said the rooster, “just so you forgive me.”
“I guess a rooster, even if as clever as Feather Flop, can’t understand such things,” mused Mary Frances to herself.
“Please be polite to him for my sake, then,” she said.
“I will! indeed I will!” promised Feather Flop.