Chick rose up in bed, in order to examine it more closely.
Immediately he fell back again slightly dizzy. He closed his eyes.
Shortly he began examining the other pictures. Two of these were
simple flower studies. Watson scarcely knew which puzzled him
most; the blossoms or their containers. For the vases were like
large-sized loving cups, broad as to body, and provided with a
handle on either side. Their colours were unfamiliar. As for the
blossoms--in one study the blooms were a half-dozen in number, and
more like Shasta daisies than anything else. But their colour was
totally unlike, while they possessed wide, striped stamens that
gave the flowers an identity all their own. In the other vase were
several varieties, and every one absolutely unrecognisable.
On the opposite side of the room was something fairly familiar. At
first glance it seemed a simple basket of kittens, done in black
and white--something like crayon, and yet resembling sepia.
Alongside the basket, however, was a spoon, one end resting on the
edge of a saucer. And it was the size of the spoon that commanded
Chick's attention; rather, the size of the kittens, any one of
which could have curled up comfortably in the bowl of the spoon!
Judging relatively, if it were an ordinary tablespoon, then the
kittens were smaller than the smallest of mice.
Chick gave it up. Presently he began speculating about the time.
Pages:
230
231
232
233
234
235
236
237
238
239
240
241
242
243
244
245
246
247
248
249
250
251
252
253
254