CHAPTER NINETEEN
THE NEIGHBORS OBJECT
TO HENRY’S TRIP
Just then a furious wind came up. It carried a voice
which said, “I don’t think we should let him back in!”
Another voice whirled, “I don’t think so either!”
Another voice hissed, “I think he should be
punished for leaving without permission.”
“Who is that?” asked Henry.
“The neighbors!” stormed the voices all together.
Henry looked up and saw the ivy on the house wall
was swaying back and forth angrily. The vines whipped
down against the window sill and blocked Henry’s way.
Then the branch of a chestnut tree in the yard next
door waved down darkly over his head.
A quivering street lamp sputtered and blinked at
him.
Henry looked around and saw that all the
neighbors were motioning and frowning in his direction.
“But I had permission!” said Henry.
Gusts of smoke came out of the chimney of the
house next door. “Humpf! Humpf! Humpf! Humpf!”
they went.
Tree branches crackled criticism from the yards
HENRY
THE
PICKLE
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