They got up, and together they walked down to Wilbur's yard.
"You see, Edith? It's just a common grey spider." Wilbur was pleased to received so much attention.
Lurvy was still standing there, and Mr. and Mrs. Zuckerman all there, stood for about an hour,
reading the words on the web over and over, and watching Wilbur.
Charlotte was belighted with the way her trick was wokring.
She sat without moving a muscle, and listened to the coversation of the people.
When a small fly blundered into the web, just beyond the world pig,
Charlotte dropped quickly down, rolled the fly up, and carried it out of the way.
After a while the fog lifted. The web dried off and words didn't show up so plainly.
The Zuckerman and Lurvy walked back to the house.
Just before they left the pigpen, Mr. Zuckerman took one last look at Wilbur.
"You know," he said, in an important voice,
"I've thought all along that that pig of ours was an extra good one.
He's solid pig. That pig is as solid as they come.
You notice how solid he is around the shoulders, Lurvy?"
"Sure. Sure I do," said Lurvy. "I've always noticed that pig. He's quite a pig."
"He's long, and he's smooth," said Zuckerman. "That's right," agreed Lurvy.
"He's as smooth as they come. He's come pig."
