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LITTLE BLACK BALLS (3) [LITTLE BLACK BALLS]

LITTLE BLACK BALLS (3)

I walked back along the clifftop.
The sun was setting into the sea like an ingot in a blazing furnace.

A soft wind ruffled my hair.
I looked at the opal and knew that it had cost the Paper Man a lot to part with it. I would never let him down.

Suddenly I heard something strange.
At first I thought it was someone playing a joke. A sort of sad, bleating call.

Then I heard it again. A baaing noise, like a sheep makes. It was coming from the cliff face.

I looked over the edge but couldn't see anything. There it was again. A loud baa. A cry for help ?

The cliff fell dangerously into the sea. The water swelled and crashed below. The edge was rocky and crumbling but there was a narrow track down.

I clasped the opal firmly and started to edge my way along, sitting on my bottom because I was too scared to walk.

I managed to inch my way around a clump of rocks and there he was.

A large billy goat.
He had a piece of chain around his neck which was tangled in a bush.

It was the dirtiest billy goat I had ever seen.
Its long hair was matted with dung and dirt. It was covered in burrs and twigs. Its teeth were green and horrible.
It baaed at me crossly.

"Okay, okay, Billy, " I said. " I'll get you out. "

I was still sitting down on the ledge, too scared to stand. I pulled myself towards the goat carefully.

The sea was long way down. There were sharp rocks in the water.

I hung on to tufts of grass with one hand. My other hand still crasped the opal. I was too scared to jam it into my pocket.

Finally I reached the goat. It wasn't a bit scared. The silly thing didin't even seem to know it was trapped. It started to nibble at my socks.

" Stop it, " I yelled. " Stop it, you stupid goat. "

Billy kept on nibbling. He took a whole chunk out of my socks and swallowed it.

With my left hand I propped myself up so that I didn't fall.

I tried to untangle the chain with my other hand. It was hard work because I was trying to hold the opal at the same time.

I felt opal fall. It just slipped out of my fingers.
It seemed to take for ever to hit the ground. It was as if it was in slow motion.

I made a wild grab but the opal fell onto the track and rolled towards the edge.

Quick as the flash, the goat bent down and licked it up.

" No, " I screamed.

But I was too late.
The goat gave a little swallow and had the opal for dessert. It was gone. Buried deep in the blackness of Billy's bowels.

The goat had swallowed the Paper Man's opal.

(つづく 3/9)


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