underground.

Pretty soon Reddy Fox heard a voice. It was very faint, for you
know Reddy was in his bedroom way underground, but he knew it. He
pricked up his ears and listened. It was the voice of Bowser the
Hound, and Reddy knew by the sound that Bowser was chasing Granny
Fox.

Reddy grinned. He wasn't at all worried about Granny Fox, not the
least little bit. He knew how smart she was and that whenever she
wanted to, she could get rid of Bowser the Hound. Then a sudden
thought popped into Reddy's head, and he grew sober.

"Granny did feel trouble coming, just as she said," he thought.

Then Reddy Fox curled himself up and tried to sleep. He intended
to mind and not put his little black nose outside until old
Granny Fox returned. But somehow Reddy couldn't get to sleep. His
bedroom was small, and he was so stiff and sore that he could not
get comfortable. He twisted and turned and fidgeted. The more he
fidgeted, the more uncomfortable he grew. He thought of the warm
sunshine outside and how comfortable he would be, stretched out
full length on the doorstep. It would take the soreness out of
his legs. Something must have happened to Granny to keep her so
long. If she had known that she was going to be gone such a long
time, she wouldn't have told him to stay until she came back,
thought Reddy.

By and by Reddy Fox crept a little way up the long, dark hall. He
could just see the sunlight on the doorstep. Pretty soon he went