Lurvy felt weak.
He brushed his hand across his eyes and stared harder at Charlotte's web.
"I'm seeing things," he whispered. He dropped to his knees and uttered a short prayer.
Then, forgetting all about Wilbur's breakfast, he walked back to the house and called Mr. Zuckerman.
"I think you'd better come down to the pigpen," he said.
"What's the trouble?" asked Mr. Zuckerman. "Anything worong with the pig?"
"N-not exactly," said Lurvy. "Come and see for yourself." The two men walked silently down to Wlibur's yard.
Lurvy pointed to the spider's web. "Do you see what I see?" he asked.
Zuckerman started at the writing on the web. Then he murmured the words "Some pig."
Then he looked at lurvy. Then they both began to tremble.
Charlotte, sleepy after her night's exertions, smiled as she watched.
Wilbur came and stood directly under the web. "Some pig!" muttered Lurvy in a low voice.
"Some pig!" whispered Mr. Zuckerman. They stared and stared for a long time at Wilbur.
Then they stared at Charlotte.
"You don't suppose that that spider..." began Mr. Zuckerman- but he shook his head and didn't finish the sentence.
Instead, he walked solemnly back up to the house and spoke to his wife. "Edith, something has happened," he said, in a weak voice.
He went into the living room and sat down, and Mrs. Zuckerman followed.
"I've got something to tell you, Edith," he said. "You better sit down."
Mrs. Zuckerman sank into a chair. She looked pale and frightened.
"Edith," he said, trying to keep his voice steady," I think you had be told that we have a very unusual pig."
A look of complete bewilderment came over Mrs. Zuckerman's face.
"Homer Zuckerman, what in the world are you talking about?" she said.
"This is a very serious thing, Edith," he replied. "Our pig is completely out of the ordinary."
"What's unusual about the pig?" asked Mrs. Zuckerman, who was beginning to recover from her scare.