The secrets of walnut wood
“The other tomcats listened to him, their mouths agape. The expressions on their faces showed that they seemed in agreement about releasing me. The words of the speaker had had an effect on them. Seized by the horror of their own imagination, they had almost forgotten completely about the Tomcat with the hurt eye,” the Flea said to the little Worm. “I was hanging there in his eye and listening to their unheard-of fabulations. It was as if they’d forgotten about me!
“At one point, I saw that a Black Tomcat had come closer to his colleague with the frayed ear and asked him, scratching his forehead:
‘Barrels of walnut wood, you say? Why would they be made of old walnut wood? Is there any difference between this wood and that of other trees? For example, I wanted
