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<h3>XVII GRUMPY'S MISTAKE</h3> As soon as Grumpy Weasel left to chase the squirrels and mice that he had frightened away from the corncrib Fatty Coon hurried into the building through a hole in the floor which nobody knew but himself. Though he was a great eater Fatty was also a fast one. And now he bolted a huge meal of corn in only a few minutes. Then, smiling broadly, he left the corncrib by his private doorway and squatted down to await Grumpy's return. In a little while Grumpy appeared. "I hoped I'd see you again," Fatty[Pg 74] Coon told him. "Did you have any luck?" "No!" Grumpy Weasel snapped. "I was mistaken about your idea. It was a very poor one. For I've been running in a circle (as you suggested) till I'm dizzy; and I haven't seen the least sign of a mouse nor a squirrel." Fatty Coon told him to cheer up. "I've another idea for you," he said. "Keep it! Keep it!" Grumpy Weasel hissed. "Your last idea only made me tired; and I haven't a capture to my credit to-night." "That's because you ran too fast," Fatty explained glibly. "Now, if you'll be careful to run slowly, and do just as I tell you, I can promise that there'll be a capture, without fail." <div class="figcenter"> <ANTIMG src="images/illus4-sm.jpg" width-obs="390" height-obs="560" alt="Grumpy Weasel Visits the Corncrib. (Page 70) " title="" /> Grumpy Weasel Visits the Corncrib. (Page 70) </div> Grumpy had had such bad luck in his hunting about the farmyard that he decided to listen, anyhow. He told himself[Pg 75] that he wouldn't take Fatty's advice unless it was much better than he expected. "Well—go on!" he grunted. "Do you see that little house near the woodshed?" Fatty Coon asked him. "It has a low doorway that's always open, and no windows at all." "Yes!" said Grumpy Weasel harshly. "Of course I see it. I'm not blind." "Do you know who lives there?" "I always supposed that it belonged to Johnnie Green," said Grumpy. "His father is big and lives in the big house, and Johnnie is little and lives in the little house." Fatty Coon laughed merrily. "You don't know as much as I thought you did!" he cried. It may be that Fatty had set out to make Grumpy angry. Anyhow, Grumpy's eyes burned in the darkness like two coals of fire.[Pg 76] "I'm right about that little house," he wrangled. "Nonsense!" Fatty Coon exclaimed. And that made Grumpy angrier than ever. "You learned that word of old Mr. Crow!" he grumbled. "It's his favorite expression; and I can't endure it." "You don't need to stay here and listen to it," Fatty Coon said. "If you dared to you could run over to Johnnie Green's house (as you call it); and if you found that you were right about it I promise you I'd never say 'Nonsense' again." If Grumpy Weasel hadn't been so angry perhaps he wouldn't have been so eager to prove himself right. While Fatty watched him he bounded across the farmyard and stopped at the doorway of the tiny house. And then he bounded back again, a great deal faster, with old dog Spot yelping behind him.[Pg 77] Fatty Coon did not wait for anything more. He made for the woods at top speed, grinning as he went. The next day he pretended to be surprised to meet Grumpy. "You must have forgotten my advice," he said. "I promised you that there would be a capture if you ran slowly. But it's plain that you ran too fast, or you wouldn't be here." "Nonsense!" Grumpy Weasel shouted, flying into a passion at once. And he often wondered, afterward, what Fatty Coon found to laugh at. <hr style="width: 65%;" /> [Pg 78] <div style="break-after:column;"></div>

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