Dodsworth in New York by Tim Egan

CHAPTER THREE
NEW YORK CITY

    The next morning, the train pulled into New York City.
    Dodsworth bought a ticket for the duck to go home.
    He turned to give the duck the ticket.
    He saw the duck getting on the subway.

    Again, Dodsworth was very mad.
    "Fine!" he shouted. "Good luck to you!"
    He started walking to the boatyard.
    "Paris, here I come," he grumbled.

    He walked for a mile, but then he stopped.
    He knew how worried Hodges must be.
    He knew he had to find the duck.
    "All I wanted was a simple little adventure," he said.

    He walked around New York City all day.
    Across the Brooklyn Bridge.
    Up to Yankee Stadium and down to Wall Street.
    There was no sign of the duck, but Dodsworth was amazed at the giant buildings.
    He headed over to Washington Square.
    There were a lot of ducks and they all looked the same.
    A lady was feeding them bread.
    Only one duck was throwing bread back at the lady.
    "Aha!" shouted Dodsworth.

    He chased the duck down to the Hudson River, but the duck got away again.
    Dodsworth sat and watched the boats for a while.
    He thought he saw the duck on one of the boats.
    "Why would a duck take a boat?" he wondered.

    The boat was going to the Statue of Liberty.
    Dodsworth took the next boat.
    He arrived at the statue and climbed to the top.
    There was no sign of the duck anywhere.
    There was, however, a great view of the city.
    That night, Dodsworth checked into a hotel near Central Park.
    He kept trying to call Hodges on the phone.
    Still no answer.
    At one point, he thought he saw the duck in the park.
    It was too dark to tell for sure.

    In the morning, he walked to a diner across from the park.
    He ordered pancakes.
    They were not as good as Hodges'.
    Not even close.

    Dodsworth watched as the park came to life.
    A band started playing music.
    Folks started flying a kite.
    A magician began doing tricks.

    "I shall now pull a rabbit from my hat," said the magician.
    He pulled out the duck instead.
    "Aha!" screamed Dodsworth.
    The duck took off.

    Dodsworth tried to catch the duck all day.
    He chased him up to Park Avenue.
    Even though he couldn't find the duck, Dodsworth liked how fancy everyone was dressed.
    Later, he saw the duck go into the Museum of Modern Art.
    Dodsworth searched and searched, but he couldn't find the duck anywhere in the museum, either.

    That evening, he spotted the duck walking into Radio City Music Hall.
    A movie was playing, so it was really dark.
    Since Dodsworth couldn't see the duck, he decided to just enjoy the movie.

    After a while, somebody started throwing popcorn at the screen.
    Dodsworth knew who the somebody was.
    He stood up and saw the duck.
    "Aha!" he shouted.
    "Shhh!" shouted everybody else.

    The duck ran out and jumped onto a bus.
    Dodsworth jumped into a taxicab.
    "Follow that duck!" he said.
    The taxi followed the duck.

    The bus went to Coney Island.
    Dodsworth watched the duck get on the Ferris wheel.
    He waited until just the right second.

    "Gotcha!" he said as he grabbed the duck. "Hey," said the duck, "how's it going?"

CHAPTER FOUR
GOING HOME

    Dodsworth brought the duck to the train station.
    "You should be ashamed," said Dodsworth.
    "You worried Hodges. You worried me.
    You could have been lost forever."

    "Sorry," said the duck.
    The duck lowered his head.
    Dodsworth put his hand on the duck.
    "Oh, it's all right," he said. "Don't be sad."
    The duck started snoring.
    He was sound asleep.

    Dodsworth went to a phone booth.
    He called Hodges again.
    "Hello?" said Hodges.
    He sounded sad.

    "Hodges!" shouted Dodsworth.
    "I've got the duck! He's with me!" Hodges screamed.
    "That crazy duck! I've been worried sick!"

    "Sorry he ruined your adventure," said Hodges.
    "Ruined it? He
was
the adventure," said Dodsworth.
    They both laughed.
    "We'll head home on the next train," said Dodsworth.

    Dodsworth went back to the duck.
    To his great dismay, the duck was gone again.
    Dodsworth looked out the window.
    The duck was getting on a boat.

    Dodsworth