RUPERT AND THE CRYSTAL

“Whatever is the donkey up to now?” murmurs Algy. “I’ve no idea,” says Rupert, “but did you notice? It swung round sideways just after that last whistling noise. I’m going to get out and see if there’s anything in sight.” Soon he has scrambled up the bank. “There is a wide view from here,” he says, “but it’s as quiet as it was in the wood.” And then with a shake of his head, he returns to the basket.