QA Long Tale
66 OU’RE not attending,’ said Cousin Alys severely. “What are you
Caan of?”
“The past four years and what a long sad tale I have had,” said
the tiger.
“Tt is a long tail, certainly, but why do you call it sad?’—and she kept
puzzling about it while the tiger was speaking and muttering “hear, hear,” so
that her idea of the tale was something like this:
When Tip walked
abroad we were
terribly awed; the
Seniors were ogres
we struggled to
please. Though
20 was wise and
seemed old in our
eyes, we'd known
them as Juniors and
felt more at our ease.
The rule of the red never
went to our head; we’d
known them too long
to fear them at all.
Though up on the
pinnacle now, we
are cynical; even with
Marnie we feel very E. T. A.
small. We don’t
like it at E. J. P.
S. E. H
all.
