"GOOTBYE, MITKEY"
"GOOTBYE, MITKEY"
"GOOTBYE, MITKEY"
He watched them a moment, fondly, then reached down and flipped the switch that broke the electrical barrier. Of course they didn't know they were free, but when the Professor picked them up and placed them carefully on the floor, one ran immediately for the hole in the wall. The other followed, but turned around and looked back—still a trace of puzzlement in the little black eyes, a puzzlement that faded.
"Gootbye, Mitkey. You vill be happier this vay. Und there vill always be cheese."
"Squeak," said the little gray mouse, and it popped into the hole.
"Gootbye—" it might, or might not, have meant.
[Transcriber's Note: Section heads for Sections I to IV are missing]