He had known that
Happy Jack was following him so as to find out where his storehouse was.
Then Striped Chipmunk had remembered the storehouse of Chatterer the Red
Squirrel. He had filled the pockets in his cheeks with acorns and gone
straight over to Chatterer's storehouse and put them inside, knowing
that Happy Jack would follow him and would think that that was his
storehouse. And that is just what happened.
Then Striped Chipmunk had hidden himself where he could see all that
happened. He had seen Happy Jack look all around, to make sure that no
one was near, and then tear open the little round doorway of Chatterer's
storehouse until it was big enough for him to squeeze through. He had
seen Chatterer come up, fly into a rage, and pull Happy Jack out by the
tail. Indeed, he had had to clap both hands over his mouth to keep from
laughing out loud. Then Happy Jack had turned tail and run away with
Chatterer after him, shouting "Thief" and "Robber" at the top of his
voice, and this had tickled Striped Chipmunk still more, for he knew
that Chatterer himself is one of the greatest thieves in the Green
Forest.
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