A Mysterious New FriendThe Flea was right. He had saved the Blood Drop’s life. She felt sorry for her former fit of bad temper, and she was listening in silence to the Flea’s words when an indefinable sound drew her attention. She fretted. She could hear something, but she didn’t know what. For the moment she sat motionless. The Flea saw that she had changed colour. He didn’t understand what she was going through, although that night he had seen Mother Blood Drop go through different moods. He looked at her discomfited, and unwittingly he knelt on one knee, looking around, just as she did. He couldn’t see anything, nor could he hear any noise. He crawled forward on his knees, until he got close to Mother Blood Drop, but while moving he must have broken a dry twig and made some noise.
“Hus
