sounded like âHa! Ha! Ha! Ha!â
âI know one thing, duck,â she said. âI like you, so I do. Good luck to you.â
âThanks,â said Damaris, âand I hope all your troubles will be little ones.â
Which they were, because before long, all the sows farrowed.
Most had eight, nine, or ten piglets, but Mrs. OâBese, just to be different, gave birth to no less than thirteen little babies.
âLet us only hope,âshe said, âhat they donât grow up to be as longwinded as their dad, or it will be an unlucky number.â
âI like that sow,â³ said Damaris to Rory. They were having one of their evening conversations out in the orchard, Rory lying in the grass, Damaris squatting beside him.
âSheâs the best of a bad lot,â said Rory, âbut none of them has changed, really They still patronize all the other animals on the farm. They still think theyâre the greatest and they donât hide it.â
âLook at those two, Emma,â said the farmer to his wife, as side by side they leaned against the orchard gate, enjoying the end of the day.
âItâs the strangest friendship, Jim,â she said.
âThatâs the strangest duck,â he said. âIâve said it many times before, I know, but she saved us a packet of money. Weâd never have seen our pigs again, and that dealer would have been laughing. She found them, all by herself.â
âAnd could have lost her life.â
âYes. Why should a duck worry about pigs? She goes visiting them, you know. I saw her
today, quacking away to that old sow and the sow grunting back at her. Look at her now, bending Roryâs ear about something or other. Iâd dearly love to understand what animals say to one another.â
âLook at the farmer and his wife chatting away, Rory,âDamaris said. âIâd dearly love to understand what humans say to one another.â
âThat,â said Rory, âis one thing youâre never going to be able to do. I can understand the odd wordââCome, boy!â âAway to me!ââDown!â âStay!ââthat sort of thing. But most of what they say is gibberish.â
He got up and moved toward the two people, Damaris waddling behind.
âListen,â he said. âTheyâll say something when we reach them,â and when they did, the man patted him and said a couple of words.
âI got that,â Rory said. âHeâs telling me Iâm a good dog.â
The woman bent down and stroked Damarisâs brown-and-white plumage, and she, too, spoke two words.
âWhat did she say to me?â asked Damaris.
âHavenât a clue,â replied Rory, as the farmerâs wife said once more, âClever duck!â
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Illustrations copyright © 2008 by Nick Bruel
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