Паутина Шарлотты
Chapter 4
Fromonetotwo,Wilburplannedtosleep.
Fromtwotothree,heplannedtoscratchitchyplacesbyrubbingagainstthefence.
Fromthreetofour,heplannedtostandperfectlystillandthinkofwhatitwasliketobealive,andtowaitforFern.
Atfourwouldcomesupper.Skimmilk,provender,leftoversandwichfromLurvy’slunchbox,pruneskins,amorselofthis,abitofthat,friedpotatoes,marmaladedrippings,alittlemoreofthis,alittlemoreofthat,apieceofbakedapple,ascrapofupsidedowncake.
Wilburhadgonetosleepthinkingabouttheseplans.Heawokeatsix,andsawtherain,anditseemedasthoughhecouldn’tbearit.
"Igeteverythingallbeautifullyplannedoutandithastogoandrain,"hesaid.
Forawhilehestoodgloomilyindoors.Thenhewalkedtothedoorandlookedout.Dropsofrainstruckhisface.Hisyardwascoldandwet.Histroughhadaninchofrainwaterinit.Templetonwasnowheretobeseen.
"Areyououtthere,Templeton?"calledWilbur.Therewasnoanswer.SuddenlyWilburfeltlonelyandfriendless.
"Onedayjustlikeanother,"hegroaned."I’mveryyoung,Ihavenorealfriendhereinthebarn,it’sgoingtorainallmorningandallafternoon,andFernwon’tcomeinsuchbadweather.Oh,honestly!"AndWilburwascryingagain,forthesecondtimeintwodays.
Atsix-thirtyWilburheardthebangingofapail.Lurvywasstandingoutsideintherain,stirringupbreakfast.
"C’mon,pig!"saidLurvy.
Wilburdidnotbudge.Lurvydumpedtheslops,scrapedthepail,andwalkedaway.Henoticedthatsomethingwaswrongwiththepig.
