For some reason the other ducks did not like Dilly Doodles. Perhaps it was because she was a quite little thing.
“Now then， be off！” cried Mrs Green back crossly， one day， as Dilly stopped to speak to the Greenback babies. “My children do not want you fussing round them. I can look after them quite well.”
But later on Dilly Doodles saw Mrs Greenback and handsome Mr Greenback rise suddenly from the reeds. As they flew away， she heard Mrs Greenback say：
“Tiresome little things！ I really must have a holiday. They can look after themselves. We will find a new pond.”
“Dear me，” thought Dilly， “what will the ducklings do all by themselves？ I will just stay near and see if they need anything.”
So she did， and that night， just as she settled down to sleep in the reeds， she heard such a squeaking that she hurried up to the deserted babies.
“Oh， oh， oh！” cried the five little ducklings all together. “Help！ Help！ Help！” And there was Mr Fox at the edge of the water， just about to seize little Tommy.
Although Dilly was only a little duck herself， she was so brave that she just flew at Mr Fox， with her wings outstretched and her beak wide open. She made such a noise， that Mr Fox was quite startled. He dropped Tommy Greenback and raced off.
“Now just come right home with me，” cried Dilly Doodles. “I will be your mother until your own comes back.” And she swam off with the five little ducks.
“Well， after all， she is not a bad old thing，” said Mrs Bluecrest. “She seems to be kind. Let's make friends with her.”
“Yes， let's，” said the other ducks.
So that was how it came about that Dilly became friends with all the other ducks.