The Dung Beetle (7)

The Dung Beetle (7)

  Two frogs sat down on the linen. 
  " What glorious weather, " said one to the other.
  " It's so refreshing and this linen is soaking wet ; to sit here is almost as pleasure as to swim. "

  " I wouldn't like to know, " began the other frog, " if the swallow, who travels a good deal in foreign countries, ever has been in a land that has a better climate than ours. As much rain as you need ; and a bit of wind, too ー not to talk of the mist and the dew.  Why, it is as good as living in a ditch. If you don't love this climate, then you don't love your country. "

  " Have you ever been in the emperor's stable ? " the dung beetle asked.

  " There the wetness is spicy and warm. I prefer that kind of climate because I am used to it ; but when you travel you can't take it with you, that's the way things are.... Could you tell me if there is hothouse in this garden, where a person of my rank and sensitivity would feel at home ? "

　　The frogs either couldn't or wouldn't understand him.

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