The raccoon waited for a reply, but the man-of-tar said never a word.
"If you don't say, 'How do you do' to me, I shall hit you"; and he raised his right fist.
Still nothing but silence followed his words.
Then the raccoon gave a hard hit, and his fist stuck fast in the tar.
"Let go! Let go, or I 'll hit you with the other."
The strange dark man did not speak, neither did he let the prisoner loose.
So the raccoon struck with his left fist, and it stuck fast in the tar.
The raccoon became very angry, and his voice was loud. "If you don't let me go, I 'll kick you."
The man-of-tar did not answer.
The raccoon kicked out his right foot, and it stuck fast in the tar.
"Let me go home, I say, or I 'll kick you hard with my other foot."
The man-of-tar took no notice of this threat, neither by word nor by action.
The raccoon kicked out with the left foot, and it stuck fast in the tar.
"Well, I 'd better not butt you," he said, "or you might hold my head fast and I could not call for help."
He called and called, but no one came to help him.
