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Lightfoot,’ he thought. ‘She’s
sooooooo
amazing! Just thinking about her makes my little heart go pitter pat. I just love the way she yells, “Hi-ho! and up I go! So long, suckers!” I reckon she’s the bravest person in the world.’
    ‘Of course she doesn’t climb the way a fly does,’ Dr Trifle said. ‘She uses ropes and bits of metal. Now if she had my Wall Walkers she wouldn’t need anything else.’
    With this Dr Trifle took a pair of socks and gloves from behind his back. He put them on and tightened the straps around his wrists and ankles. Then, with one great leap, he threw himself against the wall.
    ‘Goodness gracious!’ Mrs Trifle cried. ‘You’re stuck to the wall. How will I ever get you off?’
    ‘I’m not stuck,’ Dr Trifle said. ‘I can move. Watch.’
    Mrs Trifle and Selby watched as Dr Trifle put one hand up and then a foot up and slowly walked up the wall.

    ‘That’s fantastic!’ Mrs Trifle cried.
    ‘I thought of them when I fell off that ladder last month,’ Dr Trifle said. ‘With these Wall Walkers there’s no more need for ladders. Just put them on and off you go — like a real fly.’
    ‘But how did you invent them? You said that you didn’t even know how flies’ feet work.’
    ‘Simple. These
are
flies’ feet. Look,’ Dr Trifle said, pulling a glove away from the wall and showing it to Mrs Trifle. ‘Remember all the dead flies we vacuumed out of the attic last winter?’
    ‘I certainly do,’ Mrs Trifle said, moving closer. ‘I filled three vacuum-cleaner bags with them.’
    ‘Well, I saved them and then glued their little feet to these gloves and socks. So now I have flies’ feet — thousands and thousands of them.’
    ‘Oh, yuck!’ Mrs Trifle exclaimed. ‘That’s disgusting.’
    ‘The only disgusting thing is that my ankle is still so sore from falling off that ladder that I can’t climb properly.’
    ‘Aren’t you afraid that those old dried flies’ feet will break off and you’ll come crashing down?’
    ‘No. There are thousands and thousands of them. If enough of them broke off I’d slide slowly down, that’s all,’ Dr Trifle said, stepping down from the wall. ‘Here, you have a go.’
    ‘No way! Keep those filthy things away from me!’
    ‘Then I’ll have to get someone else to give them a proper test.’
    ‘Me me me!’ Selby thought.
    ‘Now who could we get?’ Dr Trifle said, slowly turning towards Selby.
    Before Selby knew it the socks and gloves were being tightened around his paws. Then Dr Trifle picked him up, put his feet against the wall and slowly let go of him.
    ‘I’m standing on a wall!’ Selby thought. ‘I can’t believe this!’
    ‘Look, he’s walking!’ Mrs Trifle said. ‘He’s going right up the wall!’
    ‘He’s walking across the ceiling,’ Dr Trifle cried. ‘He’s Selby, the human fly — I mean Selby, the
dog
fly!’
    ‘This is
sooooo
much fun!’ Selby thought as he walked around in circles over the Trifles. ‘I feel as free as a bird!’
    ‘People will be able to climb anything with these,’ Dr Trifle said. ‘Utility poles, trees, buildings. Window-washers can use them on tall buildings instead of those things they have to stand in.’
    ‘Surely they won’t work on glass,’ Mrs Trifle said.
    ‘Why notflies walk on windows all the time. I know, let’s give them the ultimate glass test. Let’s see if they work on the brand new office building in the city, the Crystal Tower.’
    ‘Oh boy, oh boy, oh boy,’ Selby thought. ‘I’m going to love this!’
    And so it was that Selby found himself part way up the Crystal Tower bright and early the next morning. And that’s where Selby was when he noticed the commotion in the street below.
    ‘Oh, phew!’ he said as he stood perfectly still so no one would notice him, ‘they’re all running around the corner. Something else is happening here. I’d better get down before someone sees me.’
    Suddenly a woman’s voice yelled, ‘Hi-ho! and