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Later
on
that
morning
,
the
animals
came
up
from
the
pasture
-
the
sheep
,
the
lambs
,
the
gander
,
the
goose
,
and
the
seven
goslings
.
There
were
many
complaints
about
the
awful
smell
,
and
Wilbur
had
to
tell
the
story
over
and
over
again
,
of
how
the
Arable
boy
had
tried
to
capture
Charlotte
,
and
how
the
smell
of
the
broken
egg
drove
him
away
just
in
time
.
"
It
was
that
rotten
goose
egg
that
saved
Charlotte
’
s
life
,
"
said
Wilbur
.
The
goose
was
proud
of
her
share
in
the
adventure
.
"
I
’
m
delighted
that
the
egg
never
hatched
,
"
she
gabbled
.
Templeton
,
of
course
,
was
miserable
over
the
loss
of
his
beloved
egg
.
But
he
couldn
’
t
resist
boasting
.
"
It
pays
to
save
things
,
"
he
said
in
his
surly
voice
.
"
A
rat
never
knows
when
something
is
going
to
,
come
in
handy
.
I
never
throw
anything
away
.
"
"
Well
,
"
said
one
of
the
lambs
,
"
this
whole
business
is
all
well
and
good
for
Charlotte
,
but
what
about
the
rest
of
us
?
The
smell
is
unbearable
.
Who
wants
to
live
in
a
barn
that
is
perfumed
with
rotten
egg
?
"
"
Don
’
t
worry
,
you
’
ll
net
used
to
it
,
"
said
Templeton
.
He
sat
up
and
pulled
wisely
at
his
long
whiskers
,
then
crept
away
to
pay
a
visit
to
the
dump
.
When
Lurvy
showed
up
at
lunchtime
carrying
a
pail
of
food
for
Wilbur
,
he
stopped
short
a
few
paces
from
the
pigpen
.
He
sniffed
the
air
and
made
a
face
.
"
What
in
thunder
?
"
he
said
.
Setting
the
pail
down
,
he
picked
up
the
stick
that
Avery
had
dropped
and
pried
the
trough
up
.
"
Rats
!
"
he
said
.
"
Fhew
!
I
might
a
’
known
a
rat
would
make
a
nest
under
this
trough
.
How
I
hate
a
rat
!
"
And
Lurvy
dragged
Wilbur
’
s
trough
across
the
yard
and
kicked
some
dirt
into
the
rat
’
s
nest
,
burying
the
broken
egg
and
all
Templeton
’
s
other
possessions
.
Then
he
picked
up
the
pail
.
Wilbur
stood
in
the
trough
,
drooling
with
hunger
.
Lurvy
poured
.
The
slops
ran
creamily
down
around
the
pig
’
s
eyes
and
ears
.
Wilbur
grunted
.
He
gulped
and
sucked
,
and
sucked
and
gulped
,
making
swishing
and
swooshing
noises
,
anxious
to
get
everything
at
once
.
It
was
a
delicious
meal
-
skim
milk
,
wheat
middlings
,
leftover
pancakes
,
half
a
doughnut
,
the
rind
of
a
summer
squash
,
two
pieces
of
stale
toast
,
a
third
of
a
gingersnap
,
a
fish
tail
,
one
orange
peel
,
several
noodles
from
a
noodle
soup
,
the
scum
off
a
cup
of
cocoa
,
an
ancient
jelly
roll
,
a
strip
of
paper
from
the
lining
of
the
garbage
pail
,
and
a
spoonful
of
raspberry
jello
.
Wilbur
ate
heartily
.
He
planned
to
leave
half
a
noodle
and
a
few
drops
of
milk
for
Templeton
.
Then
he
remembered
that
the
rat
had
been
useful
in
saving
Charlotte
’
s
life
,
and
that
Charlotte
was
trying
to
save
his
life
.
So
he
left
a
whole
noodle
,
instead
of
a
half
.
Now
that
the
broken
egg
was
buried
,
the
air
cleared
and
the
barn
smelled
good
again
.
The
afternoon
passed
,
and
evening
came
.
