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           Zuckerman,andreporttothejudges’boothpromptly!"

           Foramomentafterthisannouncement,theArablesandtheZuckermanswereunabletospeakormove.ThenAverypickedupahandfulofstrawandthrewithighintheairandgavealoudyell.ThestrawfluttereddownlikeconfettiintoFern’shair.Mr.ZuckermanhuggedMrs.Zuckerman.Mr.ArablekissedMrs.Arable.AverykissedWilbur.Lurvyshookhandswitheverybody.

           Fernhuggedhermother.AveryhuggedFern.Mrs.ArablehuggedMrs.Zuckerman.

           Upoverhead,intheshadowsoftheceiling,Charlottecrouchedunseen,herfrontlegsencirclinghereggsac.Herheartwasnotbeatingasstronglyasusualandshefeltwearyandold,butshewassureatlastthatshehadsavedWilbur’slife,andshefeltpeacefulandcontented.

           "Wehavenotimetolose!"shoutedMr.Zuckerman."Lurvy,helpwiththecrate!"

           "CanIhavesomemoney?"askedFern.

           "Youwait!"saidMrs.Arable."Can’tyouseeeverybodyisbusy?"

           "Putthatemptybuttermilkjarintothetruck!"commandedMr.Arable.Averygrabbedthejarandrushedtothetruck.

           "Doesmyhairlookallright?"askedMrs.Zuckerman.

           "Looksfine,"snappedMr.Zuckerman,asheandLurvysetthecratedowninfrontofWilbur.

           "Youdidn’tevenlookatmyhair!"saidMrs.Zuckerman.

           "You’reallright,Edith,"saidMrs.Arable."Justkeepcalm.

           Templeton,asleepinthestraw,heardthecommotionandawoke.Hedidn’tknowexactlywhatwasgoingon,butwhenhesawthemenshovingWilburintothecratehemadeuphismindtogoalong