the leaf over the Monkey's head as they used to patter on the roof of
the toy store. No longer was he out in the rain.

"Thank you for telling me how to keep out of the wet," said the Monkey
to Jack in the Pulpit.

"Oh, you are very welcome," was the answer. "And now please tell me
about yourself and whether you have had any adventures. I love to hear
about adventures."

So the Monkey told all about himself, even down to the time when he fell
off Carlo's back and visited the cave of Jack Hare.

"And I suppose Herbert is looking for me now," said the Monkey.

"Oh, I hardly think he would be looking for you in all this rain," said
Jack in the Pulpit. "Besides it will soon be night. You had better make
up your mind to stay here until morning. Then the sun will be shining
and you can hop back to the place where you fell off the dog's back.
Then Herbert and Dick may come along and find you."

"That's what I'll do," said the Monkey.

Just as the Jack had said it would, it soon became dark, and it kept on
raining. But the Monkey curled up under the big fern leaf, where it was
nice and dry. Soon the Monkey began to feel warm and sleepy, and, before
he knew it, he was fast asleep.

In the morning the rain had stopped. The sun came out bright and warm
and dried up the damp grass. Jack in the Pulpit awoke, and, looking over