“O, where is that rope?” cried Mr. Leghorn.
“Follow your nose! Follow your nose!” came the voice.
At that, Mr. Leghorn flew along faster than ever. Mrs. Leghorn could hardly keep in sight of him. But no rope could they find.
“Hurry up! Hurry up!” came from the pond and urged them on, whenever they began to slacken their pace.
“Going down! Going down!” came the deep voice.
“Me, too! Me, too!” came the peeping voice.
“O, they are drowning, they are drowning!” screamed Mr. and Mrs. Leghorn.
“Let ’em drown! Let ’em drown!” came the voice.
“What!” cried Mr. Leghorn.
“What!” cried Mrs. Leghorn.