<h3><SPAN name="XXIII" id="XXIII"></SPAN>XXIII<br/> BACK AGAIN</h3>
<p><span class="smcap">Somehow</span> Mrs. Ladybug's friends missed
her. The orchard seemed quite a different
place after she vanished inside the
farmhouse to stay there all winter long.
In spite of her sharp tongue and her prying
ways people discovered—now that she
was gone—that they had liked Mrs. Ladybug
more than they knew.</p>
<p>While she was with them in the orchard
they had often wished she wouldn't ask so
many questions. But now the days
seemed very long without Mrs. Ladybug
to inquire <i>how</i> and <i>why</i> and <i>when</i> and
<i>where</i>.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_109" id="Page_109">[Pg 109]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>And then—then a rumor flashed from
lip to lip all the way across the garden and
the orchard and the meadow: "Mrs.
Ladybug is back again! She didn't stay
in the farmhouse a week."</p>
<p>And sure enough! the rumor proved to
be true. Mrs. Ladybug, looking rather
foolish, appeared in her old haunts among
the apple trees. She acted as if something
had occurred to upset her. And
though she seemed glad to be greeted by
all her old companions, she didn't want
them to ask her a single question as to
why she hadn't spent the whole winter,
instead of only a few days of early fall,
in Farmer Green's house.</p>
<p>If she thought her neighbors weren't
going to question her she was sadly mistaken.</p>
<p>Only a little while before they had asked
her a thousand and one questions about<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_110" id="Page_110">[Pg 110]</SPAN></span>
<i>where</i> she was going to live during the
winter. And now they were all just as
curious to know why she had returned.
But this time they asked her a thousand
and two questions.</p>
<p>You couldn't say that her answers
weren't satisfying, because she didn't
make any answers at all.</p>
<p>Of course, things couldn't go on like
that forever. People <i>had</i> to know what
had changed Mrs. Ladybug's plans. And
in order to persuade the stubborn lady to
explain matters, a few of her friends
hinted that they expected they would have
to go to Farmer Green himself and learn
the truth.</p>
<p>"You may ask him if you wish," Mrs.
Ladybug told them. "But it won't do
you any good. He can't tell you what
happened because he doesn't know himself."<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_111" id="Page_111">[Pg 111]</SPAN></span></p>
<p>"Maybe the farmhouse was cold,"
Chirpy Cricket suggested.</p>
<p>Mrs. Ladybug made no comment on that
remark.</p>
<p>"Perhaps the roof leaked," said Daddy
Longlegs.</p>
<p>Still no sign from Mrs. Ladybug.</p>
<p>"She found that the farmhouse wasn't
wind-proof," said Daddy Longlegs' wife.</p>
<p>And Mrs. Ladybug didn't deny it; nor
did she say that that was so.</p>
<p>Then Buster Bumblebee made one of
his blundering speeches.</p>
<p>"It was a short winter, anyhow," he
said.</p>
<p>Mrs. Ladybug's neighbors couldn't help
tittering. And somehow their amusement
stung her into telling the truth about
the whole affair, right then and there.</p>
<p>"Mrs. Green and I didn't get on well
together," she confessed.<span class="pagenum"><SPAN name="Page_112" id="Page_112">[Pg 112]</SPAN></span></p>
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