A Fisherman Robbed 



He looked up to see a great bird, with wonderful 

 broad wings, swinging in short circles about 

 Plunger. His body and wings were dark brown, 

 and his head was snowy white, as was his tail. His 

 great hooked beak was yellow and his legs were 

 yellow. Peter knew in an instant who it was. 

 There could be no mistake. It was King Eagle, 

 commonly known as Bald Head, though his 

 head isn't bald at all. 



Peter's eyes looked as if they would pop out 

 of his head, for it was quite plain to him that 

 King Eagle was after Plunger, and Peter didn't 

 understand this at all. You see, he didn't under- 

 stand what King Eagle was screaming. But 

 Plunger did. King Eagle was screaming, "Drop 

 that fish ! Drop that fish ! " 



Plunger didn't intend to drop that fish if he 

 could help himself. It was his fish. Hadn't he 

 caught it himself? He didn't intend to give it 

 up to any robber of the air, even though that 

 robber was King Eagle himself, unless he was 

 actually forced to. So Plunger began to dodge 

 and twist and turn in the air, all the time mounting 

 higher and higher, and all the time screaming 

 harshly, "Robber! Thief! I won't drop this 

 fish ! It's mine ! It's mine ! " 



Now the fish was heavy, so of course Plunger 

 couldn't fly as easily and swiftly as if he were 

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