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Hugh Lofting: Doctor Dolittle's Return

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However, while my back was turned, Gub–Gub did scramble out on to the roof—with sad consequences. I heard a terrible squawk and turning around I saw him lose his balance and go rolling down the slope of the roof like a ball.

"Great Heavens!" I said to Jip. "He'll be killed—or badly hurt anyway."

"Don't worry," said Jip. "He's well padded. Most likely he'll just bounce when he hits the ground. You can't hurt that pig."

With a dreadful shriek Gub–Gub disappeared into the darkness over the edge of the slope and for a second we listened in silence. But instead of the thud of his falling on the garden path, the sound of a big splash came up to us. The white mouse ran down the slope and looked over the edge of the rain–gutter.

"It's all right, Tommy," he called back to me. "He's fallen into the rain–water butt."

I jumped to the attic floor, ran down the stairs and out into the garden.

In those days all country houses had rain–water butts. They were big barrels set close to the walls to catch rain–water from the roof. Into one of these poor Gub–Gub had fallen—luckily for him. When I came up he was swimming and gasping in the water, quite unable to get out, but not hurt in the least. I fished him up to the top, carried him into the kitchen and rubbed him with a towel. He was a wetter but a wiser pig.

When I had got him dry I heard the hall clock strike eleven and we hurried back to the trapdoor.

As we started to get up on to the platform Jip called to me:

"Hurry, Tommy, hurry! It's beginning!"

Then I heard Too–Too calling from the other end of the roof:

"Here it is. The shadow! Look! The shadow creeping over the moon."

I sprang out of the trap–door and stood on the ridge, steadying myself with one hand on the chimney.

It was indeed a remarkable sight. There was not a cloud in the sky. A great round shadow, like a tea–tray, was creeping slowly across the face of the moon. The country about us had been all flooded with light, almost like day. But now the world slowly began to darken as the moon's light went out, shut off by the giant shadow of the earth. Even Puddleby River, which had shone so clearly, was gone in the darkness. Little by little the shadow crept on until the moon was hidden altogether; only a faint, pale, glowing ring—like a will–o'–the–wisp—was left standing in the sky where it had been. It was the blackest night.

"My goodness, Tommy!" whispered Gub–Gub, "isn't it exciting? Will it stay this way?"

"Not for long, Gub–Gub," I said. "In a few seconds you will see the moon again, just the edge of it at first, when our shadow passes off it."

"But I don't see myself there," said Gub–Gub. "We're sitting up on top of the house, as plain as a pikestaff. There ought to be the shadow of a pig and a dog and a boy there."

"Tee, hee, hee!" tittered the white mouse out of the darkness at my elbow.

"No, Gub–Gub," I said. "Our bodies can throw a shadow on the ground, or a wall, both by sunlight and moonlight. But we are too small—as far away from it as this—to throw a shadow on the moon."

"Humph! I'm very disappointed," grunted Gub–Gub. "I would have liked to see my shadow on the moon."

"You are a kind of a comical scientist, you are, Piggy," chirped Cheapside from the chimney top above our heads. "An eclipse of the bacon, ha!"

"But, listen, Tommy," said Jip. "You said the moon's light is only the light of the sun reflected back to us here, the same as a mirror, didn't you? Very well then: if the earth on which we stand is now in between the sun and the moon—throwing a shadow over it—then any one in the moon at this moment will have the light of the sun cut off, wouldn't he?"

"Yes, Jip," I said. "That's quite right. The moon is now having an eclipse of the sun while we are having an eclipse of the moon…. There you are, Gub–Gub, the shadow is passing off now. You can just see a thin line of the moon beginning to show on the—My goodness, what was that?"

"Tommy! Tommy!" screamed Dab–Dab. "Did you see that? A puff of smoke—just at the end of the white line of the moon!"

"Yes, I saw it!" I shouted back. "Yes, look—there it goes again!"

"White smoke!" said Jip solemnly.

"The signal, the signal at last!" cried Too–Too. "It's the Doctor!" said the white mouse. "Yes, it's the Doctor, all right," chirped Cheapside. "'E's comin' back to us. Gawd bless 'im!"

5

I Send for Help

The Doctor's little house on the Oxenthorpe Road had in its time seen many days and nights of excitement and thrill. But I don't believe that it ever saw anything quite as uproarious and crazy as it did now. All the animals asked me a question at once, and, without waiting for an answer, aske'd me another. When they were not asking questions they were chattering and cheering or giving advice, or just singing for sheer joy. And I must admit I was pretty well excited myself.

"Cheapside," I said, "fly over to Matthew Mugg's house, will you? He'll be in bed, but tap on his window and wake him up. Point to the moon. He'll understand. Get him to come here right away. Bring him in his nightshirt if necessary, but get him here. I may need his help."

"Okay!" chirped the sparrow, and with a flirt of his wings he was under way.

"How long do you think it will be before the Doctor gets here?" asked Gub–Gub. "What will he do if a storm comes up? Will he be hungry? Yes, of course he will. I'll go and dig up some of the spring onions at once."

"Listen, Tommy," said the white mouse. "What will he be wearing? Most likely his clothes will be all in rags after this long time, won't they? I'll go and thread some needles for him right away."

Dab–Dab was a changed duck. Instead of carrying her usual look of seriousness, care, and responsibility, she was now weeping and smiling at the same time.

"Just to think of it!" she kept muttering. "The dear man! On his way back at last! Which room shall we put him in, Tommy—his old one? It's the only large bedroom, facing East—and he always did like to wake up with the morning sun on the windows, you know. You've got it full of dried plants and specimens. But no matter, we'll soon clear it. I'll go and make his bed up."

"There is no hurry about that, Dab–Dab," I said. "He can't get down to the earth for many hours yet."

The eclipse was nearly over now. We waited a few minutes—just to make sure we did not miss any further signals. Then, after the shadow had cleared away entirely and the moon sailed the sky again in all her glory, we went down into the house.

"Listen, everybody," I said when we were gathered in the kitchen: "you know we agreed to keep the Doctor's visit to the moon a secret. And we have. That is one of the reasons why I have hardly left the house since I came back to you—I did not want to be asked questions by people I might meet. Now it is more important than ever that we say nothing—nothing to any living thing, you understand—of John Dolittle's return. Do not speak of it even to your animal friends or we shall have a string of cows and dogs and horses a mile long waiting at the gate to greet him. That will attract the attention of people and the Doctor will get no peace day or night. He may be very much in need of rest and sleep when he arrives. So remember: not a word."

"Tommy," Jip whispered, "you're not fearing he'll be sick when he gets here, are you?"

"I'm not fearing anything, Jip," I answered. "But on the other hand I don't know what to expect. The journey down here is a very trying and hard one, as I told you. The changes of air and gravity and climate are awfully sudden and disturbing. John Dolittle has been more than a year on the moon. I was only up there a short time. It may be much more difficult for him to get used to the earth again than it was for me. I would feel happier if I had another doctor here in case he needs medical care. But Matthew will be along presently. I'll be able to send him into the town if we need anything."

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