Then she straightened up and peered in all directions, fearful that some men in gray might still be lurking in the shadows, but all was quiet.
Cassiopeia kicked and struggled fiercely in an effort to escape.
Holding her tight, Momo peeped inside the jacket and whispered, ″Please keep still!″
WHY ALL THE FUSS? demanded Cassiopeia. ″You mustn't be seen!″ Momo hissed.
The next words to appear on the tortoise's shell were, AREN'T YOU GLAD?
″Of course,″ Momo said with a catch in her voice. ″Of course I am. You've no idea!″
And she kissed Cassiopeia on the nose, several times in quick succession.
Cassiopeia responded with two rather pink words. STEADY ON, they read. Momo smiled.
Have you been looking for me all this time?″ OF COURSE. ″But how did you happen to find me here and now?″ I KNEW I WOULD, was the laconic reply.
Had Cassiopeia spent all those weeks looking for her although she knew she wouldn't find her?
If so, she needn't really have bothered to look at all. This was yet another of Cassiopeia's little mysteries.
They made Momo's head spin if she thought about them too hard, and besides, this was scarcely the moment to puzzle over such problems.
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