He turned away discreetly, and snapped up a plump June bug.
"Then the imps came sailing along.

The He imp, with a loud _ca-ah_, perched in the top of a locust and reconnoitred the situation.

The She imp alighted on the head of the scarecrow, cocked her head to one side, and peered down upon the rat with a wicked and insulting eye.
'_Cr-r-r-r_,' she said sarcastically.

But, as the rat paid no attention to her, she hopped up and down on her toes, half-lifting her wings in the effort to attract his eye.

She hated to be ignored.