"But what you gunnin' for?"
"None o' your bithneth," says saucy little Pattie Batch.
"It is my business," Gingerbread Jenkins declared; "an' if you don't tell me what you're gunnin' for I'll have you home in a jiffy."
"Well," says Pattie, "I'm—gunnin'."
"What for?"
"Storks," says Pattie.
"Goin' t' kill 'em?" Gingerbread inquired.
"No," says Pattie.
"What's your gun for?"
"I'm goin' t' wing a couple," says Pattie, "an' tame 'em."