"Oh, Wango will take this all right," said Jed Winkler. "Here you are, you little rascal!" he called to his pet. "Come down and see what I have for you." He held up the piece of cake. Wango saw it and this seemed to be just what he wanted. He dropped the egg beater, which fell to the floor with another clatter and clang, and then the monkey began climbing down the shelves.
He had almost reached the old sailor, his master, when the front door of the hardware store opened to allow a new customer to come in. Whether this frightened Wango, or whether he thought he had not yet had enough fun, no one knew. But instantly he snatched the piece of cake from Mr. Winkler's hand, and, holding it in his paw, skipped out the door.
"There he goes!" cried Bunny Brown. "He's loose again!"
"And he's up in a tree out in front!" added Tom Milton, who had rushed out ahead of the others in the store.
Surely enough, when the crowd got outside, there was Wango perched high in a big, leafless tree, eating cake.
THERE WAS WANGO PERCHED HIGH ON A BIG TREE.
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"Well, how are you going to get him down out of there?" asked Mr. Snowden.