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Updated: May 9, 2025
Then the six great birds flapped their big wings and flew back to their homes in the mountains and the rocks. "Well," said Dab-Dab, after they had gone, "what are we going to do now? The boy's uncle MUST be found there's no two ways about that. The lad isn't old enough to be knocking around the world by himself.
"This, Doctor," said Chee-Chee, "is the pushmi-pullyu the rarest animal of the African jungles, the only two-headed beast in the world! Take him home with you and your fortune's made. People will pay any money to see him." "But I don't want any money," said the Doctor. "Yes, you do," said Dab-Dab, the duck. "Don't you remember how we had to pinch and scrape to pay the butcher's bill in Puddleby?
She had a deep violet-colored breast, scarlet wings and a long, long sweeping tail of gold. She was unimaginably beautiful but looked dreadfully tired. Already she had her head under her wing; and she swayed gently from side to side on top of the ink-stand like a bird that has flown long and far. "Sh!" said Dab-Dab. "Miranda is asleep. I've got this little imp Cheapside in here.
Same old palm-trees; same old red earth; same old black ants! There's no place like home!" And the others noticed she had tears in her eyes she was so pleased to see her country once again. Then the Doctor missed his high hat; for it had been blown into the sea during the storm. So Dab-Dab went out to look for it. And presently she saw it, a long way off, floating on the water like a toy-boat.
"It was the King, his father, who had us locked up it wasn't Bumpo's fault.... I wonder if I ought to go back and apologize Oh, well I'll send him some candy when I get to Puddleby. And who knows? he may stay white after all." "The Sleeping Beauty would never have him, even if he did," said Dab-Dab. "He looked better the way he was, I thought.
But she wasn't nearly as good as Dab-Dab. Have another sausage?" The Doctor turned and said a few words to the dog and duck in some strange talk and signs. They seemed to understand him perfectly. "Can you talk in squirrel language?" I asked. "Oh yes. That's quite an easy language," said the Doctor. "You could learn that yourself without a great deal of trouble. But why do you ask?"
And when they had gone into the ship's dining-room and were having tea, Dab-Dab came up behind the Doctor's chair and whispered. "Ask the porpoises if the boy's uncle was drowned they'll know." "All right," said the Doctor, taking a second piece of bread-and-jam. "What are those funny, clicking noises you are making with your tongue?" asked the boy.
Why don't we divide up the baggage and get moving. We've got a long way to foot it home across the marshes." "Let's hope," I put in, "that Dab-Dab has a nice fire burning in the kitchen." "I'm sure she will," said the Doctor as he picked out his old handbag from among the bundles "With this wind from the East she'll need it to keep the animals in the house warm. Come on.
And how are you going to get the sailor the new boat you spoke of unless we have the money to buy it?" "I was going to make him one," said the Doctor. "Oh, do be sensible!" cried Dab-Dab. "Where would you get all the wood and the nails to make one with? And besides, what are we going to live on? We shall be poorer than ever when we get back.
And the old lame horse in the stable was glad to see him; and so were the swallows who had already built their nests under the eaves of his roof and had young ones. And Dab-Dab was glad, too, to get back to the house she knew so well although there was a terrible lot of dusting to be done, with cobwebs everywhere.
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