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           There’snotasecondtobelost.Thepeoplearecoming-they’llbehereinnotime.Please,please,please,Templeton,climbupandgettheeggsac."

           Theratyawned.Hestraightenedhiswhiskers.Thenhelookedupattheeggsac.

           "So!"hesaid,indisgust."Soit’soldTempletontotherescueagain,isit?Templetondothis,Templetondothat,Templetonpleaserundowntothedumpandgetmeamagazineclipping,TempletonpleaselendmeapieceofstringsoIcanspinaweb."

           "Oh,hurry!"saidWilbur."Hurryup,Templeton!

           Buttheratwasinnohurry.HebeganimitatingWilbur’svoice.

           "Soit’s’Hurryup,Templeton,’isit?hesaid."Ho,ho.AndwhatthanksdoIevergetfortheseservices,Iwouldliketoknow?NeverakindwordforoldTempleton,onlyabuseandwisecracksandsideremarks.Neverakindwordforarat."

           "Templeton,"saidWilburindesperation,"ifyoudon’tstoptalkingandgetbusy,allwillbelost,andIwilldieofabrokenheart.Pleaseclimbup!"

           Templetonlaybackinthestraw.Lazilyheplacedhisforepawsbehindhisheadandcrossedhisknees,inanattitudeofcompleterelaxation.

           "Dieofabrokenheart,"hemimicked."Howtouching!My,my!Inoticethatit’salwaysmeyoucometowhenintrouble.ButI’veneverheardofanyone’sheartbreakingonmyaccount.Oh,no.WhocaresanythingaboutoldTempleton?"

           "Getup!"screamedWilbur."Stopactinglikeaspoiledchild!

           Templetongrinnedandlaystill."Whomadetripaftertriptothedump?"heasked.