Van de Hulst, W.G.
It was a beautiful spring day but Herbie couldn’t go out. He had to sort beans because he had spilled them and then run away. He felt like running away again. Suddenly he heard a voice outside the window calling his name but the voice wasn’t calling him: it was calling little runaway Herbie. Big Herbie and little Herbie were very much alike. But how could that be? They were a boy and a duck!