"why i might!" she answered, with a saucy flirt of her tail, and she scampered away as fast as she could. do you think mr. red squirrel stopped then to eat his fat kernel of yellow corn? or do you think he waited to see whether the blue jays were around? no, indeed! he followed as fast as his legs could carry him from tree to tree, from branch to branch, and it was not until he had reached the top of a tall beech that he overtook his little sweetheart. they were still there when the gray squirrel happened along in the afternoon.