"
"You're sure you weren't going to eat our eggs?" Mr. Robin inquired.
"Eat them!" Sandy exclaimed. "Why, my mother has often told me not to eat
birds' eggs."
When he heard that, Mr. Robin whispered something to his wife. And then
he said to Sandy Chipmunk:
"You go home! And don't let me catch you around this tree again!"
Sandy was glad to escape so easily as that. And though he was sorry to
have missed a good meal, there was one thing that made him almost
happy: He didn't have to bother to wipe his mouth before he let his
mother see him.
IV
BUILDING A HOUSE
There came a day when Sandy Chipmunk decided that he was old enough and
big enough to make a house of his own. He was not the sort of person to
think and think about a thing and put off the doing of it from one day to
another. So the moment the idea of a house popped into his head Sandy
Chipmunk began hunting for a good place to dig.
It was not long before he found a bit of ground that seemed to him the
very best spot for a home that any one could want.
The place where he intended to make his front door was in the middle of a
smooth plot among some beech trees.
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