Garth Williams - Stuart Little

‘What luck?’ inquired Mr Little, coming into the bathroom.

‘No luck at all,’ said Mrs Little. ‘The ring is so far down I can’t fish it up.’

‘Why don’t we send Stuart down after it?’ suggested Mr Little. ‘How about it, Stuart, would you like to try?’

‘Yes, I would,’ Stuart replied, ‘but I think I’d better get into my old pants. I imagine it’s wet down there.’

‘It’s all of that,’ said George, who was a trifle annoyed that his hook idea hadn’t worked. So Stuart slipped into his old pants and prepared to go down the drain after the ring. He decided to carry the string along with him, leaving one end in charge of his father. ‘When I jerk three times on the string, pull me up,’ he said. And while Mr Little knelt in the tub, Stuart slid easily down the drain and was lost to view. In a minute or so, there came three quick jerks on the string, and Mr Little carefully hauled it up. There, at the end, was Stuart, with the ring safely around his neck.

‘Oh, my brave little son,’ said Mrs Little proudly, as she kissed Stuart and thanked him.

‘How was it down there?’ asked Mr Little, who was always curious to know about places he had never been to.

‘It was all right,’ said Stuart.

But the truth was the drain had made him very slimy, and it was necessary for him to take a bath and sprinkle himself with a bit of his mother’s violet water before he felt himself again. Everybody in the family thought he had been awfully good about the whole thing.

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