Lurvy was still standing there, and Mr. and Mrs. Zuckerman, all three, stood for about an hour, reading the words on the web over and over,
and watching Wilbur. Charlotte was delighted with the way her trick was working.
She sat without moving a muscle, and listened to the conversation of the people.
When a small fly blundered into the web, just beyond the word “pig,” Charlotte dropped quickly down,
rolled the fly up, and carried it out of the way. After a while the fog lifted.
The web dried off and the words didn't show up so plainly. The Zuckermans and Lurvy walked back to the house.
Just before they left the pigpen, Mr. Zuckerman took one last look at Wilbur.
“You know,” he said, in an important voice, “I've thought all along that that pig of ours was an extra good one.
He's a solid pig. That pig is as solid as they come. You notice how solid he is around the shoulders, Lurvy?”
“Sure. Sure I do,” said Lurvy. “I've always noticed that pig. He's quite a pig.”
“He's long, and he's smooth,” said Zuckerman. “That's right,” agreed Lurvy. “He's as smooth as they come. He's some pig.”
When Mr. Zuckerman got back to the house, he took off his work clothes and put on his best suit.
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