So the man helped David to hold the pole steady and paint as far as it could reach.
Just then David heard his mother calling him.
"I've got to go now," he said to the man. "I think my mother wants me."
"Well, good-bye," the man said. "We're much obliged."
"You're welcome," David said. "Good-bye."
And he turned around and went galloping through the woods to his house.
And his cat met him, and then his mother met him.
"Where were you, dear?" his mother asked.
"I was helping the tree-men paint egg-spots. How big are moth-eggs, mother?"
But his mother didn't know.