and West, looking like tiny grains of black sand creeping across the wide, blue sky.
"My gracious!" said Gub-Gub in a hushed voice. "What a height! I wonder they don't scorch their feathers—so near the sun!"
They were gone a long time. And when they came back it was almost night.
And the eagles said to the Doctor,
"We have searched all the seas and all the countries and all the islands and all the cities and all the villages in this half of the world. But we have failed. In the main street of Gibraltar we saw three red hairs lying on a wheelbarrow before a baker's door. But they were not the hairs of a man—they were the hairs out of a fur-coat. Nowhere, on land or water, could we see any sign of this boy's uncle. And if we could not see him, then he is not to be seen.… For John Dolittle—we have done our best."
Then the six great birds flapped their big wings and flew back to their homes in the mountains and the rocks.
"Well," said Dab-Dab, after they had gone, "what are we going to do now? The boy's
