She worked slowly but steadily while the other creatures drowsed. None of the others, not even the goose, noticed that she was at work.
Deep in his soft bed, Wilbur snoozed. Over in their favorite corner, the goslings whistled a night song.
Charlotte tore quite a section out of her web, leaving an open space in the middle.
Then she started weaving something to take the place of the threads she had removed.
When Templeton got back from the dump, around midnight, the spider was still at work.
Chapter XI
The Miracle
The next day was foggy. Everything on the farm was dripping wet. The grass looked like a magic carpet.
The asparagus patch looked like a silver forest. On foggy mornings, Charlotte's web was truly a thing of beauty.
This morning each thin strand was decorated with dozens of tiny beads of water.
The web glistened in the light and made a pattern of loveliness and mystery, like a delicate veil.
Even Lurvy, who wasn't particularly interested in beauty, noticed the web when he came with the pig's breakfast.
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