But as soon as he thought that no one was
watching, he would scamper up a tree where he could look over to Farmer
Brown's house and look and look. It was very clear that Happy Jack was
watching for some one and that he was anxious, very anxious, indeed.
It was getting late in the afternoon, and soon the Black Shadows would
begin to creep out from the Purple Hills, behind which jolly, round, red
Mr. Sun would go to bed. It would be bedtime for Happy Jack then, for
you know he goes to bed very early, just as soon as it begins to get
dark. The later it got, the more anxious and uneasy Happy Jack grew. He
had just made up his mind that in a few minutes he would have to give up
and go to bed when there was a flit of tiny wings, and Tommy Tit the
Chickadee dropped into the tree beside him.
"Did you find out anything?" asked Happy Jack eagerly, before Tommy had
a chance to say a word.
[Illustration: "DID YOU FIND OUT ANYTHING?" ASKED HAPPY JACK EAGERLY.]
Tommy nodded. "He's there!" he panted, for he was quite out of breath
from hurrying so.
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