<h2>VI</h2>
<h3>A PLAN GOES WRONG</h3></div>
<p>Chirpy Cricket never fiddled faster than
he did that night. Somehow he had a notion
that the faster he fiddled the more
quickly the night would pass. For Freddie
Firefly had promised to loan Chirpy
his light, because Chirpy needed it when
he saw Miss Christabel Cricket to her
home beyond the barnyard fence. Chirpy
was going to see her safely to her door
when the night’s concert was ended. And
he could hardly wait until the time came
when he would flash that wonderful light
in the eyes of all his friends.</p>
<p>“I hope you won’t go dancing across the
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meadow tonight,” he remarked anxiously
to Freddie Firefly. “You might wander
into the swamp and get lost.”</p>
<p>“Oh, there’s no danger of that!” Freddie
assured him.</p>
<p>“If you stumbled into the wet swamp
you might put your light out,” Chirpy
Cricket warned him.</p>
<p>But Freddie Firefly laughed and told
him not to worry.</p>
<p>“I always enjoy at least one dance in the
meadow each night,” he explained.
“They’re expecting me over there now.
And I don’t want to disappoint them.”</p>
<p>“No!” Chirpy answered. “And neither
do you want to disappoint me. So please
don’t fail to be on hand when the music’s
finished.”</p>
<p>After telling Chirpy that he wouldn’t
fail him, Freddie Firefly flitted away.
But in spite of what he had said Chirpy
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Cricket couldn’t help feeling nervous and
uneasy. And he fiddled so fast that the
other fiddlers kept complaining. They
said he wasn’t playing in time.</p>
<p>Chirpy Cricket was too well-mannered
to contradict them. But he had his own
opinion, which he kept to himself. He
thought his companions were out of time.
“Goodness!” he exclaimed under his
breath. “I near heard such slow fiddling
in all my life!”</p>
<p>There was another way, too, in which
Chirpy annoyed the others. He kept asking
them—first one and then another—what
time it was. And of course nobody
wants to stop and look at his watch when
he is fiddling.</p>
<p>At last one of his cousins told him, in
answer to his question, that it was time
to stop talking and pay attention to the
music.
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<p>After that Chirpy Cricket tried to be
patient. But it was hard not to be restless.
And he kept leaping into the air,
hoping to get a glimpse of Freddie Firefly’s
twinkling light. For it seemed to him
that Freddie would never return from the
meadow.</p>
<p>At last the fiddlers stopped playing, one
after another; for the night was going
fast. The Cricket family always liked
to be home before daylight.</p>
<p>Chirpy had almost given up hope of
seeing Freddie Firefly. But to his great
delight Freddie came skipping up just
as Chirpy stood before Miss Christabel
Cricket, whom he expected to see to her
home.</p>
<p>“I’m glad you’ve come!” Chirpy
greeted him. “I’ll take your light now.
And I’ll return it to you to-morrow
night.”
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<p>“Oh! That would be too much trouble
for you,” Freddie Firefly said. “I’ll go
right along with you and your young lady.
And after I’ve lighted her home I’ll do
the same thing for you.”</p>
<p>“Oh! That would be too much trouble
for you,” Chirpy Cricket objected. “Let
me take the light, please!” He certainly
didn’t want Freddie Firefly tagging along
with Miss Christabel Cricket and himself.</p>
<p>Of course, Freddie Firefly <i>couldn’t</i> give
Chirpy his light. It was just as much a
part of him as his head. And since Chirpy
Cricket began to get excited, and said
again and again that the light had been
promised him, in the end Freddie had to
explain everything.</p>
<p>It was a great disappointment to
Chirpy Cricket. He had expected to have
wonderful fun, flashing Freddie Firefly’s
light.
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<p>But Miss Christabel Cricket did not
seem to mind in the least.</p>
<p>“You oughtn’t to blame Freddie Firefly
for not loaning his light,” she said. “You
know you wouldn’t let him take your
fiddle.”</p>
<p>Well, Chirpy Cricket hadn’t thought
of that. And he had to admit that what
she said was true.</p>
<p>And just then the sun peeped over Blue
Mountain. So everybody hurried home
alone, after all.</p>
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