tunnels and seldom put his nose outside. He was safe, and he was
comfortable, and he could always find something to eat by digging for
it.

"Little by little his old neighbors forgot all about him. Because he
had little use for them, his eyes grew smaller and smaller, and when
he did come up into the light, they hurt him so that he was glad to go
back into the dark again. He was perfectly happy and satisfied there,
and what is there in life better than to be happy and satisfied?"

"Nothing," replied Striped Chipmunk, at whom Grandfather Frog happened
to be looking when he asked the question.

"Right!" replied Grandfather Frog. "And now you know why Miner the
Mole lives under ground--because he is perfectly happy and satisfied
there."

Just then up came Peter Rabbit, all out of breath.

"Has Grandfather Frog been telling a story?" he panted.

"Yes," replied Striped Chipmunk, winking at Grandfather Frog, "and now
we are going back home perfectly happy and satisfied."

And to this day Peter Rabbit wonders what the story was that he
missed.