cautious and defensive way toward a friendly understanding. As for
Wiggle, he danced about, following elusive scents that led nowhere,
carried off and back again by quick impulse, till at last the three
ended their tour of inspection at a little summer house which had been
built over a spring by the roadside.

Here they drank of the bubbling, crystal water. Wiggle doing this
as everything else, with erratic impulse, drinking a dozen times and
not much at any time.

The dying sunlight painted the slopes of the valley with crimson
tints and the countryside was very still. Through the woods to the
west could be heard occasionally the discordant noise from the loose
flooring of the bridge on the highway as an auto sped over it. In the
quiet evening the sound, with its sudden start, its rattling clamor and
its quick cessation, made a jarring note in all the surrounding
peacefulness.

"That's what wakes me up in the morning, the mail wagon going
over," Pepsy said; "I know it's time to get up then. Those planks can
talk, they say the same thing every day."

You have to go back,
You have to go back,
You have to go back.

You listen to-morrow morning."

"They could never wake me up," Pee-Wee said, which was probably
true. "What do you mean about their saying you have to go back?"