Паутина Шарлотты
Chapter 5
Look,I’mwaving!"
AtlastWilbursawthecreaturethathadspokentohiminsuchakindlyway.Stretchedacrosstheupperpartofthedoorwaywasabigspiderweb,andhangingfromthetopoftheweb,headdown,wasalargegreyspider.Shewasaboutthesizeofagumdrop.Shehadeightlegs,andshewaswavingoneofthematWilburinfriendlygreeting."Seemenow?"sheasked.
"Oh,yesindeed,"saidWilbur."Yesindeed!Howareyou?
Goodmorning!Salutations!Verypleasedtomeetyou.Whatisyourname,please?MayIhaveyourname?"
"Myname,"saidthespider,"isCharlotte."
"Charlottewhat?"askedWilbur,eagerly.
"CharlotteA.Cavatica.ButjustcallmeCharlotte."
"Ithinkyou’rebeautiful,"saidWilbur.
"Well,Iampretty,"repliedCharlotte."There’snodenyingthat.Almostallspidersarerathernice-looking.I’mnotasflashyassome,butI’lldo.IwishIcouldseeyou,Wilbur,asclearlyasyoucanseeme."
"Whycan’tyou?"askedthepig."I’mrighthere."
"Yes,butI’mnear-sighted,"repliedCharlotte."I’vealwaysbeendreadfullynear-sighted.It’sgoodinsomeways,notsogoodinothers.Watchmewrapupthisfly."
AflythathadbeencrawlingalongWilbur’stroughhadflownupandblunderedintothelowerpartofCharlotte’swebandwastangledinthestickythreads.Theflywasbeatingitswingsfuriously,tryingtobreaklooseandfreeitself.
"FirstsaidCharlotte,"Idiveathim."Sheplungedheadfirsttowardthefly.Asshedropped,atinysilkenthreadunwoundfromherrearend.
"Next,Iwraphimup.
