Now, Sly Fox was very proud of his long and bushy tail, and when he heard what Ugly Dog said, he became red in the face.
“It’s just as well,” said Ugly Dog, “that you do not take a very good picture, for I hear that you have so little money now that you could not afford to do so, anyway.”
Then Sly Fox shook his paw in Ugly Dog’s face.
“Take my picture right away,” he said, “and I’ll let you know that I have money to pay for it. I shall wait here until it is done.”
So Ugly Dog called down to his friend Mole, and Mole came up with his camera.
“Sit right down on this stool,” said Ugly Dog.
Sly Fox sat down, and behind him Ugly Dog put a funny kind of tongs passing to a long rod. He put the ends of the tongs under Sly Fox’s ears and screwed them up real tight.
“That’s to keep your head still,” said Mole.
“Don’t you think that is a little bit too tight?” asked Sly Fox, squirming around, for he was held so fast that he had shooting pains in his head.