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Chapter 7 -
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it was her fault he had to toil.
" So are you sure you would not have done the same?"
"Oh yes, I am sure I would not." "Well," said
the gentleman, "if you are so sure, take off your wire mask,
and bring your hammer and come with me." He followed the
gentleman until they came to a nice house standing in its own
grounds. The gentleman went in, and beckoned for him to follow
him. He had to wash and put on another suit of clothes, his old
ones, with his hammer and mask, being put away carefully together.
He was shown a room where he was to stop, and another where he
would have his meals, but there would be a dish in the middle
of the table that was never to be touched, also a garden in which
he might walk. He thanked the gentleman for his kindness, assuring
him he would never touch the dish. He soon made himself comfortable,
and when the dinner came in there was one dish with the cover
in the middle. He said to himself. "This is all I could wish
for, I have no need to trouble about that dish;" and so he
went on very comfortably for some time. Then he began to think
about the cover. "I wonder what can
be under it?" Then he thought, "What good would it do
me to know? I promised never to touch it." Yet every day
the desire to know what was under the cover grew stronger, and
one day the desire was so strong that he yielded, and just lifted
the cover, when out jumped a mouse. Endeavouring to catch it he
fell over a chair. Hearing a noise, the gentleman came in, and
seeing in an instant what had happened, said immediately to him.
" Change your clothes for your old ones, and take your hammer
and wire mask; leave this place, and be sure you never again blame
mother Eve when you are breaking stones." |
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© Peter Smith 2009