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41 Illustrated Children's Stories from Enid Blyton

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THE TOP THAT RAN AWAY
The spiders laughed among themselves and hurried away to spin big webs to catch flies for their dinner. The bumble-bee flew off to his hole in the bank. The top was left on the ground alone.
It began to rain. The pelting raindrops washed some of the bright paint off the top. It groaned to itself. " I shall get rusty now! Oh, why did I leave the nursery? Why was I so vain? I wish I was back! I wish I was back! "
Well—the top got its wish—for not long after that, who should come by but Katie herself, going home after school. She saw her top lying in the rain, and she picked it up in surprise. The rain had washed the webs away. Katie did not know that the top had been fastened down by them. She could not understand how the top had got there.
" Who took you out here, poor old top? " she said. " The rain will
spoil you. I will take you in."
So the top got back to its own nursery—and the toys stared in astonishment. The top lay down in the cupboard quite quietly. It didn't spin. It didn't hum.
" What's the matter with you? " asked the baby doll.
" Oh, I met other people in the big world who could spin and hum better than I could," said the top. " That's all."
The toys never knew who the top had met. I expect you wonder how I know. Well, perhaps I heard the bumble-bee telling the foxgloves in my garden.
Who took you out here, poor old top ?
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