A SENTINEL WHO LOOKED LIKE A DRAGON-FLY 163
THE GARDENS WERE ARRANGED AFTER THE SAME PRINCIPLE AS THE
WINDOWS IN THE HOUSE OF THE HISTORIAN 164
A LITTLE RED FEATHER, WHICH SHE HAD PICKED UP IN THE MARKET-PLACE 166
NEXT THE DESPOILER APPROACHED 167
THE WIFE OF THE CHIEF CONTRACTOR PRESENTED KISIKA WITH A
BEAUTIFUL FAN MADE OF PAPER LACE 169
DIRECTLY THEY SAW THE FLYING-FISH ENTER 171
THEIR TWO LITTLE HEADS APPEARED SIDE BY SIDE 172
SMALY STANDING ON THE POINT OF HIS TOES 173
SO DURING THREE DAYS THE YOUNG GIRLS WERE BUSY MAKING THE
STAIRS 175
THE RED FLYING-FISH CARRIED A LARGE HAT AND MANTLE IN ITS
CLAWS 176
CARRYING AS MANY OF THE PRESENTS AS THEY COULD 177
WIGS THEMSELVES WOULD HAVE MELTED AWAY DIRECTLY THEY
PASSED THE FRONTIER 178
THEY HUNG OUT OF THE WINDOWS 179
THE CITY CURIOUS
CHAPTER I
Smaly and his wife Redy set forth in search of three little
girls: They are bewitched so that their noses turn into
beaks: Smaly eats the latch of a door and Redy eats the
hinge: Redy's fingers weep tears: They meet with a
Confectioner who resembles a Kangaroo.
Smaly and Redy were husband and wife, and they lived together in a
little white house. This house had three rooms upstairs and three rooms
downstairs; and each room was so pretty that it gave one joy to see it.
Smaly and Redy were very proud of their house, and were never so happy
as when they were putting it to rights. Every day they did something to
one or other of the rooms, changing the position of the furniture or the
pictures.
One day, while Smaly was walking in the town he saw three mirrors in a
shop window, and he thought they would be just the thing to hang up in
the three bedrooms; so he bought the mirrors and went home with them in
high glee.
In the meantime, Redy, his little wife, also had an idea to beautify the
bedrooms, so she went out into the garden to pick some flowers.
Smaly hung a looking-glass in each of the three little bedrooms, then he
carefully closed all three doors and, going downstairs, sat himself by
the hearth. A fire was burning there, for the spring was still young in
the land.
While he sat there, smoking, lost in the most delicious daydreams, his
pleasant little wife Redy came in with her arms full of flowers. She
took three vases from the dresser, and began to arrange the flowers in
them, holding her head on one side like a bird.
[Illustration: REDY]
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