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           "Hereisfortycents.Nowdon’tgetlost!Andbebackatourregularmeetingplacebythepigpenverysoon!"

           Fernracedoff,duckinganddodgingthroughthecrowd,insearchofHenry.

           "TheZuckermanpigisnowbeingtakenfromhiscrate,"boomedthevoiceoftheloudspeaker."Standbyforanannouncement!"

           Templetoncrouchedunderthestrawatthebottomofthecrate."Whatalotofnonsense!"mutteredtherat."Whatalotoffussaboutnothing!"

           Overinthepigpen,silentandalone,Charlotterested.Hertwofrontlegsembracedtheeggsac.Charlottecouldheareverythingthatwassaidontheloudspeaker.Thewordsgavehercourage.Thiswasherhouroftriumph.

           AsWilburcameoutofthecrate,thecrowdclappedandcheered.Mr.Zuckermantookoffhiscapandbowed.Lurvypulledhisbighandkerchieffromhispocketandwipedthesweatfromthebackofhisneck.AverykneltinthedirtbyWilbur’sside,busilystrokinghimandshowingoff.Mrs.ZuckermanandMrs.Arablestoodontherunningboardofthetruck.

           "Ladeezandgentlemen,"saidtheloudspeaker,"wenowpresentMr.HomerL.Zuckerman’sdistinguishedpig.Thefameofthisuniqueanimalhasspreadtothefarcornersoftheearth,attractingmanyvaluabletouriststoourgreatState.Manyofyouwillrecallthatnever-to-be-forgottendaylastsummerwhenthewritingappearedmysteriouslyonthespider’swebinMr.Zuckerman’sbarn,callingtheattentionofallandsundrytothefactthatthispigwascompletelyoutoftheordinary.