“I-I-guess I lost my temper because you ran into me,” said Boxer.
“I didn’t. You ran into me,” declared Woof-Woof.
“No such thing!” growled Boxer, his eyes beginning to grow red again. “You ran into me.”
Woof-Woofs little eyes began to snap, and I am afraid that there would have been another dreadful scene had not the memory of Peter Rabbit popped into Boxer’s head just then.
“Where’s that long-legged fellow we were after?” he cried. “It was all his fault.”
The cubs scrambled to their feet and looked this way and that way, but Peter Rabbit was nowhere to be seen.
CHAPTER XIV
TWO FOOLISH-FEELING LITTLE BEARS
Who lets his temper get away