fly out of the South to tell us this.â Chester suspected that everyoneâs problems were obviousâespecially the ones they tried to hide.
âAnyway, Ashley says come now! Mr. Buddâs enough certain that the birdâs on the mend so heâs willinâ to take his afternoon nap. So this is a good time for us to talk. The good Lord willinâ âanâ the creek donât rise.â
âOh, boy!â said Chester. âOne mockingbird.â
âLetâs go!â said Walter.
âYou tell me about it later,â said Simon. âI think Iâll just stay here. I find that some news is more exciting when you hear about it afterwards than when it takes place right before your eyes.â Also, the sun felt like a kind hand whose fingers were strumming, but very gently, all over his shell. âMake certain you tell me everything now.â He yawned, as he fell asleep.
âAnd tell me, tooâif I should remember to ask,â said Donald Dragonfly. He flew home, to his twig overhanging the brook. He could always remember that flight.
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Ashley was perched on Lukeâs stool in front of the cabin, enjoying the sun in his own way, like Simon in his. âHah, yâall!â he caroled to everyone.
âMr. Budd still asleep?â whispered Dubber in a baritone rumble that could wake up a rock.
âAsleep anâ snorinâ. We was up all last night again. He kept askinâ me if I could sleepâI kept twitterinâ yesâthen heâd ask me again ten minutes laterâanâ we went on like that till dawn.â
âYou look all right,â Chester Cricket worried. âAnd I promise Iâll only ask this once: are you?â
âThis wing hereââAshley tried to straighten his right wing out, and barely couldââitâs mighty sore. That J.J. packs a wallopââ
âHe better not come within striking distance!â
âNow, Walt, cool off. Topple back there into the creek. In many ways I had it cominââanâ in other ways, Iâm glad it happened. I was showinâ off. Anâ itâs all right to show off, but only in front of the folks who want you to show. Like Hank anâ Eller. They want me to do my darndest, hidden up in the leaves of mah oak. But hereâI wasnât just showinâ off, I was showinâ J.J. up.â Ashley shook his head and warbled a tune of confusion. âIâve learned a lot in these few days.â
His here-and-there melody straightened out. âThereâs a lot Iâve learned. One thing: your human beinâs up here arenât an itty-bit like our people. Our people back home, I mean. Why, no one back in West Virginia would heave a man out of his cabin.â
âYou know the fix weâre in,â said Chester.
âI think I do. But since that first day, when you explainedâbetwixt Dubber here anâ the ramblinâs of Mr. Budd, when he nodded off despite himselfâanâ sometimes when he just had to talk, anâ I was there, beinâ tended to in his handsâI got the whole picture. Itâs pretty ugly.â He sang his uncertain song again. âEspecially since those guys with the ties have been cominâ around again.â
Ashley whistled a question. âYâall short of land up here?â
âIt isnât that,â Chester said. âI meanâyes, we are. In this part of Connecticut. But the Old Meadow is something special.â
âI was raised to believe all the earth was special,â said Ashley Mockingbird. âYou better had try to tell me more.â
Chester flicked his antennae. It helped to fix his thoughts. He told Ashley how the Old Meadow had been made a special place. And he tried to explain the Truce, too: âWhen the meadow got saved from developmentâfrom parking lots and gas stationsâwe animals got together
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