“‘I don’t see how you could have helped noticing him. It’s ever since my birthday. He hops when he walks, and looks so important; and lately he has taken to going off by himself—nobody knows where. I believe he’s planning something.’
“‘Let’s watch him, and find out what it is.’
“‘Yes. That’s what I spoke about it for. But we mustn’t let him guess we are watching. It would spoil his fun.’
“‘Of course not,’ said Perseus.
“A few nights later, Perseus beckoned mysteriously to Andromeda. She was listening to old Aquarius. She often went to visit him, and it pleased him even more than it bored her, so she liked to do it.
“But when she saw Perseus, she made her escape as quickly as she could, and came to him.
“‘What is it?’ she whispered.
“‘Little Bear has just gone again. I saw him coming toward Orion’s garden. Orion was there, and Little Bear pretended he was going by—not anywhere in particular. Then Orion came out of the garden and went toward Sagittarius’ House, and Little Bear turned in, quick as a wink, and went through and on—down the Milky Way.’
“‘Come, quick!’ said Andromeda. ‘Are you sure you know which way he went?’
“‘Yes. We’ll find him easily enough.’