"That clover's not intended for you," the Muley Cow told him at last. She thought that ought to be enough to stop him. But it made not the slightest difference. Billy Woodchuck continued to visit the clover-patch just as often as ever.And it seemed to the Muley Cow that he stayed longer each time he went there.
"Something will have to be done to keep that Woodchuck boy out of our clover," she announced to the rest of the herd2. "If we don't stop him there'll be no nice clover hay for us next winter."
"Somebody ought to put a poke3 on him," said the little red cow. And everybody laughed—everybody except the Muley Cow. She saw nothing funny in the suggestion. She thought it silly; and she said as much, too: "Who ever heard of a Woodchuck wearing a poke about his neck?"
"Have you told Billy Woodchuck to keep out of the clover?" one of the Muley Cow's friends inquired.
"I've dropped a hint; but it seems he can't take a hint," the Muley Cow replied.
"Then someone will have to speak plainly to him," the friend said. And the whole herd told the Muley Cow that she was the one to do it, because she was the oldest cow on the farm.
So the next time that Billy Woodchuck hurried by on his way to the clover-patch, the Muley Cow stood right in his path and stopped him.
"Go back!" she said severely4. "You mustn't eat any more clover. You've had too much of it already."
But he said never a word.
"What's the matter with you?" she asked him. "Can't you speak when you're spoken to? Have you nothing to say?"
It appeared that he had. "I was thinking," he stammered6, "what a pity it is that you lost your horns."
The Muley Cow gave a sort of snort.
"Don't be a ninny!" she cried. "I never lost my horns. I never had any to lose. That's why they call me the Muley Cow."
Billy Woodchuck sat as still as a mouse and never took his eyes off her. It gave the Muley Cow a queer turn to be looked at so steadily7. It made her fidget and squirm.
"Well! well!" she exclaimed. "How strangely you act! What's the trouble with you? Are you ill?"
"No!" said Billy Woodchuck. "I was only thinking what a long face you have."
"Nothing of the sort!" the Muley Cow spluttered. "It's my opinion that you can't see well. There must be something wrong with your eyes. And I haven't a doubt that the trouble is just this: You've eaten too much clover."
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1 forth | |
adv.向前;向外,往外 | |
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n.兽群,牧群;vt.使集中,把…赶在一起 | |
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n.刺,戳,袋;vt.拨开,刺,戳;vi.戳,刺,捅,搜索,伸出,行动散慢 | |
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adv.严格地;严厉地;非常恶劣地 | |
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adj.后面的,后部的 | |
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