I shall begin by calling the roll. Wilbur?” “Here!” said the pig.
“Gander?” “Here, here, here!” said the gander. “You sound like three ganders,” muttered Charlotte.
“Why can't you just say ‘here’? Why do you have to repeat everything?”
“It's my idio-idio-idiosyncrasy,” replied the gander. “Goose?” said Charlotte.
“Here, here, here!” said the goose. Charlotte glared at her. “Goslings, one through seven?”
“Bee-bee-bee! Bee-bee-bee! Bee-bee-bee! Bee-bee-bee!” said the goslings. “This is getting to be quite a meeting,” said Charlotte.
“Anybody would think we had three ganders, three geese, and twenty-one goslings. Sheep?”
“He-aa-aa!” answered the sheep all together. “Lambs?” “He-aa-aa!” answered the lambs all together.
“Templeton?” No answer. “Templeton?” No answer. “Well, we are all here except the rat,” said Charlotte.
“I guess we can proceed without him. Now, all of you must have noticed what's been going on around here the last few days.
The message I wrote in my web, praising Wilbur, has been received. The Zuckermans have fallen for it, and so has everybody else.
Zuckerman thinks Wilbur is an unusual pig, and therefore he won't want to kill him and eat him.
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