Wilbur, who was asleep in the straw, jumped up. “Run around!” commanded Charlotte.
“I want to see you in action, to see if you are radiant.” Wilbur raced to the end of his yard.
“Now back again, faster!” said Charlotte. Wilbur galloped back. His skin shone. His tail had a fine, tight curl in it.
“Jump into the air!” cried Charlotte. Wilbur jumped as high as he could.
“Keep your knees straight and touch the ground with your ears!” called Charlotte. Wilbur obeyed.
“Do a back flip with a half twist in it!” cried Charlotte. Wilbur went over backwards, writhing and twisting as he went.
“O.K., Wilbur,” said Charlotte. “You can go back to sleep. O.K., Templeton, the soap ad will do, I guess.”
I’m not sure Wilbur’s action is exactly radiant, but it’s interesting.
“Actually,” said Wilbur, “I feel radiant.” “Do you?” said Charlotte, looking at him with affection.
“Well, you’re a good little pig, and radiant you shall be. I’m in this thing pretty deep now—I might as well go the limit.”
Tired from his romp, Wilbur lay down in the clean straw. He closed his eyes.
The straw seemed scratchy—not as comfortable as the cow manure, which was always delightfully soft to lie in.
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