Trlk looked up at me. I noticed the beginning of tears in his eyes. I
reached down and patted him gently on the head.
"So long, little fellow," I said. "It's been fun."
"Good-by," he said sorrowfully.
They vanished.
Nothing happened for several days, so I bought a copy of _Editor and
Publisher_ and was writing for my first job when I felt a tender spot
on my tail bone. When I examined it, I saw a protuberance there.
There was no denying it. The Sybillians had given me what they
treasured most.