The Eggs running along
CHAPTER IV
The banquet began. [...]
Certainly it was a most splendid feast ; and as to the service, as one sees, it was conducted in a very novel fashion. Such was a banquet in this country, though on more ordinary occasions the Wigs had to go to their provisions instead of the provisions coming to them.
Certainly it was a most splendid feast ; and as to the service, as one sees, it was conducted in a very novel fashion. Such was a banquet in this country, though on more ordinary occasions the Wigs had to go to their provisions instead of the provisions coming to them.
The Hen
CHAPTER VII
The Hen seemed very agitated by the Fish's words, and began to work harder than ever.
She wore a peruke like all the Wigs, and an infinite number of skirts made of butter muslin. She looked at the clock, for the big hand had stopped at two, whereas the little hand was at the hour of three. While she gazed at it the left foot of the Historian shot out and brought the little hand round to six o'clock.
At once the Hen started rolling out six yellow balls upon her pasteboard. These she wrapped up in a white crust and then hid them in the pockets of her skirts and sat upon them, while she made fourteen more eggs out of the white and yellow paste.
"The little hand must be to ask for six hard-boiled eggs," whispered Redy to Smaly. [...]
The Hen seemed very agitated by the Fish's words, and began to work harder than ever.
She wore a peruke like all the Wigs, and an infinite number of skirts made of butter muslin. She looked at the clock, for the big hand had stopped at two, whereas the little hand was at the hour of three. While she gazed at it the left foot of the Historian shot out and brought the little hand round to six o'clock.
At once the Hen started rolling out six yellow balls upon her pasteboard. These she wrapped up in a white crust and then hid them in the pockets of her skirts and sat upon them, while she made fourteen more eggs out of the white and yellow paste.
"The little hand must be to ask for six hard-boiled eggs," whispered Redy to Smaly. [...]
In The City Curious, writen and illustrated by Jean de Bosschère, W. Heinemann and Dodd, Mead & Company, 1920.
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