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“
Exactly
,
”
cried
the
dragon
;
“
my
own
case
exactly
.
They
don
’
t
seem
to
,
and
you
can
’
t
argue
with
’
em
about
it
.
Now
you
’
ve
got
culture
,
you
have
,
I
could
tell
it
on
you
at
once
,
and
I
should
just
like
your
candid
opinion
about
some
little
things
I
threw
off
lightly
,
when
I
was
down
there
.
I
’
m
awfully
pleased
to
have
met
you
,
and
I
’
m
hoping
the
other
neighbours
will
be
equally
agreeable
.
There
was
a
very
nice
old
gentleman
up
here
only
last
night
,
but
he
didn
’
t
seem
to
want
to
intrude
.
”
“
That
was
my
father
,
”
said
the
boy
,
“
and
he
IS
a
nice
old
gentleman
,
and
I
’
ll
introduce
you
some
day
if
you
like
.
”
“
Can
’
t
you
two
come
up
here
and
dine
or
something
to
-
morrow
?
”
asked
the
dragon
eagerly
.
“
Only
,
of
course
,
if
you
’
ve
got
nothing
better
to
do
,
”
he
added
politely
.
“
Thanks
awfully
,
”
said
the
Boy
,
“
but
we
don
’
t
go
out
anywhere
without
my
mother
,
and
,
to
tell
you
the
truth
,
I
’
m
afraid
she
mightn
’
t
quite
approve
of
you
.
You
see
there
’
s
no
getting
over
the
hard
fact
that
you
’
re
a
dragon
,
is
there
?
And
when
you
talk
of
settling
down
,
and
the
neighbours
,
and
so
on
,
I
can
’
t
help
feeling
that
you
don
’
t
quite
realize
your
position
.
You
’
re
an
enemy
of
the
human
race
,
you
see
!
”
“
Haven
’
t
got
an
enemy
in
the
world
,
”
said
the
dragon
,
cheerfully
.
“
Too
lazy
to
make
’
em
,
to
begin
with
.
And
if
I
DO
read
other
fellows
my
poetry
,
I
’
m
always
ready
to
listen
to
theirs
!
”
“
Oh
,
dear
!
”
cried
the
boy
,
“
I
wish
you
’
d
try
and
grasp
the
situation
properly
.
When
the
other
people
find
you
out
,
they
’
ll
come
after
you
with
spears
and
swords
and
all
sorts
of
things
.
You
’
ll
have
to
be
exterminated
,
according
to
their
way
of
looking
at
it
!
You
’
re
a
scourge
,
and
a
pest
,
and
a
baneful
monster
!
”
“
Not
a
word
of
truth
in
it
,
”
said
the
dragon
,
wagging
his
head
solemnly
.
“
Character
’
ll
bear
the
strictest
investigation
.
And
now
,
there
’
s
a
little
sonnet
-
thing
I
was
working
on
when
you
appeared
on
the
scene
—
”
“
Oh
,
if
you
WON
’
T
be
sensible
,
”
cried
the
Boy
,
getting
up
,
“
I
’
m
going
off
home
.
No
,
I
can
’
t
stop
for
sonnets
;
my
mother
’
s
sitting
up
.
I
’
ll
look
you
up
to
-
morrow
,
sometime
or
other
,
and
do
for
goodness
’
sake
try
and
realize
that
you
’
re
a
pestilential
scourge
,
or
you
’
ll
find
yourself
in
a
most
awful
fix
.
Good
-
night
!
”
