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Gobo paused. The others hardly breathed.

“Yes,” said Gobo, “He came. He called off the dogs and they quieted down at once. He called them again and they crouched motionless at His feet. Then He picked me up. I screamed but He petted me. He held me in His arms. He didn’t hurt me. And then He carried me away.”

Faline interrupted him. “What does ‘carry’ mean?” she asked.

Gobo began to explain it in great detail.

“It’s very simple,” Bambi broke in, “look at what the squirrel does when he takes a nut and carries it off.”

The squirrel tried to speak again. “A cousin of mine . . .” he began eagerly. But the others cried out at once, “Be still, be still, let Gobo go on.”

The squirrel had to keep quiet. He was desperate and, pressing his forepaws against his white chest, he tried to begin a conversation with the magpie. “As I was saying, a cousin of mine. . . .” he began. But the magpie simply turned her back on him.

Gobo told of wonders. “Outside it will be cold