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Winkler slowly. "I didn't know he was loose till a minute ago, when some one came and told me. I was down on the fish dock, talking with Bunker Blue. But I'll get Wango down. I'm real glad he isn't in a china store, for he surely would break things! Here, Wango!" he called, holding out his hand to the monkey, now perched on a high shelf. "Come on down, that's a good chap! Come on down!"
Higher and higher, up into the tree went the "show boy," as the children called him. Wango still was perched on the limb of the tree, eating his cake. He did not climb higher or try to leap to another tree, as Jed Winkler said he was afraid his pet might do. Up and up went the boy, and a moment later he was calling in a kind and gentle voice to the monkey and holding out his hands.
He was invited to a great reconciliation feast; which he thus describes, beginning with his walk to Hane by short marches: 'We waited where we overtook Taki, until the main body from Wango came up. They charged past in fine style, looking very well in their holiday dress, each with his left hand full of spears, and one brandished in the right.
I guess Jed must have left a window open and the monkey got out, though he doesn't generally skip around outdoors in cold weather. Then he must have come along the street until he got to my place, and, when he saw the door open, in he popped. Jed's house is only a few steps from here. But I wish Jed would come and get his Wango."
When Jed was here, a while ago, he was playing with Wango out in the room, and, I suppose, when he put the saucy creature back in the cage, the door did not fasten well. "Anyhow, when I was making some cookies awhile ago I suddenly felt something behind me, and, as I tumid around, I saw the monkey. He made a grab for a cookie, and I had to slap his paws for I won't have him doing tricks like that.
Maybe he's hiding." "Maybe he is," and the man now laughed. "I'll help you search. For if the monkey is up to tricks like that he ought to be stopped. He may wet some one else if you go away and leave the water turned on." "That's right," agreed Bunny. He left the hose, still spurting, on the grass, and, followed by the man, walked around the yard, looking for Wango.
"What'll we do now?" asked Bunny, when they had told their mother about taking Wango home. "Let's go down and wade in the brook," proposed Sue. "We have our boots on, and we won't have 'em on to-morrow. We'll have to go to school then, anyhow. So let's go wade in the brook now." "All right!" agreed Bunny. "And we'll sail boats!"
"Indeed! Wango must be a funny monkey!" said Mr. Clayton. "He's funny, and so's Miss Winkler," said Bunny. They all laughed at this, and then Mr. Clayton told his story. He had been an actor as were many of his relatives, including Mart and Lucile. He had been stricken blind some years before, and had been in many Homes and hospitals, trying to get cured.
"Then who was it?" insisted the man. "Surely the hose didn't wet me all by itself." "No," admitted Bunny. "But it might have been Mr. Winkler's monkey." "Who's Mr. Winkler's monkey, and how could he wet me with a hose?" demanded the man. "His name is Wango I mean the monkey's is," explained Bunny. "Sometimes he gets away and does things. He climbed up on Mrs. Golden's shelves she keeps a store.
She brushed at Wango with the broom, and the lively monkey made a rush for the back door of the store, as the front one was closed. "Here! Don't you dare go into my kitchen!" cried Mrs. Redden, as she ran after the monkey. "You'll upset everything there!" Wango chattered, and made funny faces. Then he turned and ran back, sliding right under Mrs. Redden's skirts, and nearly upsetting Bunny.
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