Redbud and Verty followed them, and they soon arrived at the old
orchard.
Behind the party followed Longears, whose presence, throughout the
day, we have very improperly neglected to mention; but as that
inquisitive animal was, during the whole morning, roaming, at his own
wild will, the neighboring fields--prying into the holes of various
wild animals, and exchanging silent commentaries with the Apple
Orchard dogs--this omission will not appear very heinous.
Longears had now regaled himself with a comfortable dinner, the last
bone of which he had licked--and having thus, like a regular and
respectable citizen, taken care of the material, was busily engaged
again in the intellectual pursuit of his enemies, the squirrels,
butterflies and bees, at which he barked and dashed at times with
great vigor and enthusiasm.
"Look at him," said Redbud; "why does he dislike the butterflies?"
"Only fun," said Verty; "he often does that. Here, Longears!"
Longears approached, and Verty pointed to the ground.
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