Suddenly he heard a voice above him say, “Too bad! too bad!”
“Why, hello!” cried Sammy Woodchuck. “Where did you come from, Billy Jay?”
“I have been right here in this tree all the time you and your little friends have been here,” laughed Billy Jay.
“Why didn’t you come down and visit with us before, instead of hiding up amongst the leaves,” demanded Sammy Woodchuck rather crossly.
“Because I wanted to see if Pinkie Whiskers could really chop down this tree,” replied Billy Jay.
“Of course I can chop it down. You just watch me,” boasted Pinkie Whiskers. “If I were you, I would leave the tree, for it won’t take me long to chop it in two and you might take a tumble.”
Pinkie Whiskers forgot all about his toe and bandaged foot. He worked as he had never worked before. He became very warm and thirsty. He called to Twinkle:
“Won’t you please bring me some water. I am choking.”
“I would be glad to, if I knew where to find it,” replied Twinkle.
“There is a creek just beyond those trees,” said Billy Jay. “You can take his cap and fill it with water and bring it back to him. I will go with you and show you the way.”