Short, tubby Mr. Wink has a tall, lanky shadow, Ned; and that's good sport. So is the shadow-like way Ned misbehaves: getting in Mr. Wink's way (if the sun's behind him) when he rakes the garden, or dancing on the walls (if there's a tire on the hearth) when he wants to sit and read. But Ned's disappearance on rainy days is stretched out of natural shape into broad, routine silliness. Mr. Wink demands to know where Ned goes on those rainy days; Ned refuses to tell; the two part in anger--and when lonely Ned can't final anything that wants an extra shadow, and lonely Mr. Wink can't find a shadow-at-loose, both head for Florida, ""WHERE THE SUN ALWAYS SHINES!"" . . . and where, of course, they final each other. A pleasant if unremarkable conceit that turns into predictable farce.