Striped Chipmunk stole somewhat softly through the grass to look at whatBlacky was doing. Blacky was standing close beside a black thingthat looked somewhat much like an egg. He always was looking at it with thequeerest expression.

Now and then he would reach out and rap it sharply with his bill,and then look as if he didn't know what to make of it. Hedidn't. That egg wasn't behaving