Time to Be Alone

There is nothing that Inky likes better than cruising smoothly along on the surface of the pond. She thinks she swims far better than anyone else her age. She has a strong feeling that her strokes are smoother than most birds of her species. Where in the world did she get this boundless confidence?

No Mixing!

Inky’s father, who maintains tight control over his brood, has forbidden them to swim with birds of a different color. There can be no sneaking around: somehow he always finds out if they disobey. So Binky, who is the oldest sister and there-fore in charge, suggests that they wait in the shade until the brothers