last little finger into his fine new black skin.

'You take Baviaan's advice too. He told you to go into spots.'

'So I did,' said the Leopard. I went into other spots as fast as
I could. I went into this spot with you, and a lot of good it
has done me.'

'Oh,' said the Ethiopian, 'Baviaan didn't mean spots in South
Africa. He meant spots on your skin.'

'What's the use of that?' said the Leopard.

'Think of Giraffe,' said the Ethiopian. 'Or if you prefer
stripes, think of Zebra. They find their spots and stripes give
them per-feet satisfaction.'

'Umm,' said the Leopard. 'I wouldn't look like Zebra--not for
ever so.'

'Well, make up your mind,' said the Ethiopian, 'because I'd hate
to go hunting without you, but I must if you insist on looking
like a sun-flower against a tarred fence.'

'I'll take spots, then,' said the Leopard; 'but don't make 'em
too vulgar-big. I wouldn't look like Giraffe--not for ever so.'

'I'll make 'em with the tips of my fingers,' said the Ethiopian.
'There's plenty of black left on my skin still. Stand over!'