"But we must
be careful," she added, "as we are very near Humans in this part."
As Dot was tired (for she had had to walk much more than usual) the
Kangaroo suggested that she should rest at the pretty spot they had
reached, whilst she herself went in search of Willy Wagtail. Dot had to
promise the Kangaroo over and over again, not to leave the spot during her
absence. She was afraid lest the little girl should get lost, like the
little Joey.
After many farewells, and much hopping back to give Dot warnings, and make
promises of returning soon, the Kangaroo went in search of Willy Wagtail;
and the little girl was left all alone.
Dot looked for a nice shady nook, in which to lie down and rest; and she
found the place so cheerful and pretty, that she was not afraid of being
alone. She was in the hollow of an old watercourse. It was rather like
an English forest glade, it was so open and grassy; and here and there
were pretty shrubs, and little hillocks and hollows. At first Dot thought
that she would sit on the branch of a huge tree that had but recently
fallen, and lay forlornly clothed in withered leaves; but opposite to this
dead giant of the Bush was a thick shrub with a decayed tree stump beside
it, that made a nice sheltered corner which she liked better. So Dot laid
herself down there, and in a few minutes she was fast asleep; though, as
she dropped off into the land of dreams, she thought how wonderfully quiet
that little glade was, and felt somewhat surprised to find no Bush
creatures to keep her company.
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