Sonntag, 10. Januar 2010

Hotelbibliothek und deformierte Füße

Wieder so ein Zusammenspringen. Ich les mal vor aus diesem schönen Buch, das mir Cousin Paul aus England geschickt hat:

(Es sprechen die Goblins:)
"... I must first tell you a secret. I once saw the queen's feet."
"Without her shoes?"
"Yes - without her shoes."
"No! Did you? How was it?"
"Never mind how it was. She didn't know I saw them. And what do you think! - they had toes!"
"Toes! What's that?"
"You may well ask! I should never have known if I had not seen the queen's feet. Just imagine! the ends of her feet were split up into five or six thin pieces!"
"Oh, horrid! ..."

Dies sei nachgereicht allen Besitzern deformierter Füße.

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