However, the Toyman said it was all a mistake.
"No, not that tad," he explained, "it's Reddy Fox they're after."
"What!" exclaimed Marmaduke. "Does it take all those big men to hunt one little fox?"
"It seems so, son," the Toyman returned, "but that's the way of the world."
"Well, I think it's mean," insisted Marmaduke. "Those men are nothing' but--but--dumbbells!"
The Toyman threw back his head and laughed. That was a new expression to him, but it was a perfectly good one. You see, the big boys in school used it when they thought anyone was particularly stupid or mean. But the Toyman must have understood it anyway, for he went on,--
"That's my sentiments exactly. I don't suppose they mean to be cruel, but they don't give little Reddy half a chance--and he's so small! Now if it was lions or tigers, as you suggest, why, that would be different."
"You bet it would!" Marmaduke replied. "I just wish it was." Now, of course, he should have said "were," as the teacher in the Red Schoolhouse was forever telling him, but a little boy can't always remember correct English when a hunt is coming so close.
"Just set tight, boy, and you'll see their red coats soon."
And, waving his clippers, the Toyman went on his way to the North Pasture.