And now, Fern, it’s time to get ready for Sunday School. And tell Avery to get ready.”
And this afternoon you can tell me more about what goes on in Uncle Homer’s barn.”
Aren’t you spending quite a lot of time there? You go there almost every afternoon, don’t you?”
“I like it there,” replied Fern. She wiped her mouth and ran upstairs.
After she had left the room, Mrs. Arable spoke in a low voice to her husband.
“I worry about Fern,” she said. “Did you hear the way she rambled on about the animals, pretending that they talked?”
Mr. Arable chuckled. “Maybe they do talk,” he said. “I’ve sometimes wondered.”
At any rate, don’t worry about Fern—she’s just got a lively imagination. Kids think they hear all sorts of things.
Just the same, I do worry about her,replied Mrs. Arable.I think I shall ask Dr. Dorian about her the next time I see him.
He loves Fern almost as much as we do, and I want him to know how queerly she is acting about that pig and everything.
I don’t think it’s normal. You know perfectly well animals don’t talk.
Mr. Arable grinned.Maybe our ears aren’t as sharp as Fern’s,” he said.
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