“Fine,” said Momma and Poppa Pickle together
and they sighed and went to bed.
Henry lay down to rest up from his trip. Just as he
was falling into a deep sleep, he heard a little whirring
noise which was so quiet you could hardly notice it.
Henry looked up and saw Worraps the Sparrow at
the window. Worraps waved goodbye, just as she had
promised.
“Goodbye, Worraps,” Henry whispered,
“Goodbye.”
Worraps chirped, and was gone. Then Henry fell
asleep and had a long, pleasant nap.
And after that, he became a very proper pickle,
after all.
THE END
HENRY
THE
PICKLE
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