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"
Good
-
bye
!
"
they
called
.
"
Good
-
bye
,
good
-
bye
!
"
At
last
one
little
spider
took
time
enough
to
stop
and
talk
to
Wilbur
before
making
its
balloon
.
"
We
re
leaving
here
on
the
warm
updraft
.
This
is
our
moment
for
setting
forth
.
We
are
aeronauts
and
we
are
going
out
into
the
world
to
make
webs
for
ourselves
.
"
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"
But
where
?
"
asked
Wilbur
.
"
Wherever
the
wind
takes
us
.
High
,
low
.
Near
,
far
.
East
,
west
.
North
,
south
.
We
take
to
the
breeze
,
we
go
as
we
please
.
"
"
Are
all
of
you
going
?
"
asked
Wilbur
.
"
You
can
t
all
go
.
I
would
be
left
alone
,
with
no
friends
.
Your
mother
wouldn
t
want
that
to
happen
,
I
m
sure
.
"
The
air
was
now
so
full
of
balloonists
that
the
barn
cellar
looked
almost
as
though
a
mist
had
gathered
.
Balloons
by
the
dozen
were
rising
,
circling
,
and
drifting
away
through
the
door
,
sailing
off
on
the
gentle
wind
.
Cries
of
"
Good
-
bye
,
good
-
bye
,
good
-
bye
!
"
came
weakly
to
Wilbur
s
ears
.
He
couldn
t
bear
to
watch
any
more
.
In
sorrow
he
sank
to
the
ground
and
closed
his
eyes
.
This
seemed
like
the
end
of
the
world
,
to
be
deserted
by
Charlotte
s
children
.
Wilbur
cried
himself
to
sleep
.
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When
he
woke
it
was
late
afternoon
.
He
looked
at
the
egg
sac
.
It
was
empty
.
He
looked
into
the
air
.
The
balloonists
were
gone
.
Then
he
walked
drearily
to
the
doorway
,
where
Charlotte
s
web
used
to
be
.
He
was
standing
there
,
thinking
of
her
,
when
he
heard
a
small
voice
.
"
Salutations
!
"
it
said
.
"
I
m
up
here
.
"
"
So
am
I
,
"
said
another
tiny
voice
.