When Billy Jay saw what was happening, he did not say a word, just flew like a streak and grabbed Pinkie Whiskers by his long tail and jerked him out of the way. No, not entirely out of the way, for it was too late for that, but far enough out of the way so that the tree trunk missed him and he was only caught in the branches and covered with green leaves.
“Oh! oh!” cried Twinkle.
“Oh! oh!” cried Winkle. “Our little brother will be killed. Oh! oh!”
They dropped the cap which was full of water and ran to the spot where they had seen Pinkie Whiskers disappear.
Billy Jay came wriggling out and said, “Pinkie Whiskers is all right. Just let him rest where he is for awhile. He is only tired out from running and from fright.”
“Yes, Billy Jay is right. We will let him rest and catch his breath,” said Uncle Whiskers.
It was very hard for Winkle and Twinkle to accept this advice, but they had been taught to obey their elders, so they only looked at one another and stayed where they were.
CHAPTER V
SUDDENLY they heard a sweet, gentle voice calling, “Oh, please come here, oh, please come here.”
They all looked high and low, but they could see no one. Uncle Whiskers cried, “Who are you and where are you? We hear you but we cannot see you.”