But Tommy didn't mind that threat. Oh, my, no! Tommy didn't mind it at
all. He can fly, and so he had no fear of Shadow the Weasel. But he was
terribly afraid for Happy Jack. He knew, just as Happy Jack knew, that
there wasn't a single place where Happy Jack could hide into which
Shadow could not follow him. So Tommy flitted from tree to tree behind
Happy Jack, hoping that in some way he might be able to help him.
From tree to tree raced Happy Jack, making desperately long leaps.
Shadow the Weasel followed, and though he ran swiftly, he didn't appear
to be hurrying, and he took no chances on those long leaps. If the leap
was too long to take safely, Shadow simply ran back down the tree,
across to the next one and up that. It didn't worry him at all that
Happy Jack was so far ahead that he was out of sight. He knew that he
could trust his nose to follow the scent of Happy Jack. In fact, it
rather pleased him to have Happy Jack race away in such fright, for in
that way he would soon tire himself out.
And this is just what Happy Jack did do.
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