Then the fish just looked up at Henry and shook
their heads. Then they swam away.
Suddenly a very pale white whale surfaced in front
of Henry and looked hard at him. “Who are
you
?” asked
the whale in a pale whale of a voice.
“Henry, the Pickle!” said Henry. “Glad to meet
you!”
“The what?” said the Whale.
“The
pickle!
” said Henry.
The whale snorted, through his nostrils and a great
big fountain of water came down over Henry. Then the
whale dived out of sight.
Then the whale came up behind Henry, and said,
“The pickle!” The whale snorted even harder and dived
again.
He surfaced again. “Go away!” he said. “No pickles
allowed!”
“I’d be glad to go,” said Henry. “
How
?”
“Just
go!
” said the whale. “That
settles
it.” And he
dived again.
He came up again at Henry’s side. “Are you still
here?” he snorted.
Henry didn’t know what to say.
“All right!” said the whale. “Then I’ll go away. That
settles
it!”
“It does?” said Henry.
“It does,” said the whale. “It’s the law of the
ocean.”
“What’s the law of the ocean?” asked Henry.
“The law is what I
say!
” said the Whale. “What I
HENRY
THE
PICKLE
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