He kept right on swimming with the branch of a poplar-tree until he reached his food pile , which , you know , is in the water . There he forced the branch down until it was held by other branches already sunken in the pond . This done , he swam over to where Lightfoot was watching . `` Hello , Lightfoot ! '' he exclaimed . `` You are looking handsomer than ever . How are you feeling these fine autumn days ? '' `` Anxious , '' replied Lightfoot . `` I am feeling terribly anxious . Do you know what day this is ? '' `` No , '' replied Paddy , `` I do n't know what day it is , and I do n't particularly care . It is enough for me that it is one of the finest days we 've had for a long time . '' `` I wish I could feel that way , '' said Lightfoot wistfully . `` I wish I could feel that way , Paddy , but I ca n't . No , Sir , I ca n't . You see , this is the first of the most dreadful days in all the year for me . The hunters started looking for me before Mr. Sun was really out of bed . At least one hunter did , and I do n't doubt there are others . I fooled that one , but from now to the end of the hunting season there will not be a single moment of daylight when I will feel absolutely safe . '' Paddy crept out on the bank and chewed a little twig of poplar thoughtfully .
XXXXX says he can always think better if he is chewing something .
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