It was several nights before Solomon and Benjamin Bat chanced to meet again in the forest.  
“Hullo!” said Solomon.
 
“Hullo!” said Benjamin Bat. “I'm glad to see you, because I want to thank you for letting me spend the day in your house, so I wouldn't have to stay out in the storm.”
 
“You must be a light sleeper,” Solomon observed. (He did not tell Benjamin that he was welcome!)
 
“What makes you think that?” Benjamin Bat inquired.
 
 
“Why—you left my house before noon,” Solomon told him.
 
“Oh, no!” said Benjamin. “I slept soundly until sunset. When I came away the crickets were . And I was surprised that you hadn't waked up yourself.”
 
“You were gone before midday,” Solomon Owl insisted. And they had something very like a dispute, while Solomon Owl sat in one tree and Benjamin Bat hung head downward from another. “I ought to know,” said Solomon. “I was awake about noon; and I looked everywhere for you.”
 
“What for?” asked Benjamin.
 
Naturally, Solomon didn't like to tell him that he had intended to eat him. So he looked wise—and said nothing.
 
“You didn't look on the ceiling, did you?” Benjamin Bat inquired.
 
 
“No, indeed!” Solomon Owl exclaimed.
 
“Well, that's where I was, hanging by my feet,” Benjamin Bat informed him.
 
Solomon Owl certainly was surprised to hear that.
 
“The idea!” he cried. “You're a queer one! I never once thought of l............