“Wake up. Arn’t I here,” called Spangles, the Rooster, as he proclaimed to the world “Cock-a-doodle-doo!”
“I’m glad to hear you say so,” snapped Simon.
“Top of the morning to you, sir,” said Spangles. “Don’t get crabby with your neighbours. Hi! there,” he called out, as he saw Tony racing after a rabbit.
“Never mind that nimble scratcher,” neighed Simon. “Come here and I will tell you something. I am going to the Mill—are you ready to join me?”
As Simon mentioned “Mill,” Tony stopped.
“Rats live there,” he said to himself, “rats.”
“We can talk,” said Simon, seriously.
“Indeed,” said the sagacious dog.
And when they were on the high road bound for the Mill, Simon began:
“Tony, I’ve been considering.”