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If you have been following the exciting Mystery of the Egg, Reader, then you know that I was all but certain that the Red Queen was guilty of one of the worst sins available to Henkind. I had assembled my miniature guillotine and had a crowd of Frenchmen standing by to shout various and sundry things applicable to such treachery. Before taking such an irreversible step, however, I vowed to catch her in the act!
When I examined the corners of the Hen House in the early morning I was gifted with one whole unbroken egg. This, and the fact that it was in an old laying spot, was reassuring. When I went in two hours later to check again, The Third Broken Egg was splashed in the far corner like one of Jack the Ripper's victims! It's contents had not been consumed, however, so the crime may still have been in progress! I saw nothing, but then I heard a peculiar sound. It was coming from the shelf on that side of the house.
Now, to elucidate, I had blocked off access to the shelf with a huge container full of wood shavings, some feeders, assorted chicken paraphernalia. But upon hearing this sound I pulled the container out and there was Squeaky, squashed behind the tub! She was sitting not just on her egg, but on one other. I do not pretend to understand how the hens got themselves behind this barrier, but it is certainly clear that doing so required exertions and contortions which had resulted in the destruction of Three Perfectly Good Eggs.
I had solved the mystery and absolved all the hens of any intentional shedding of yolk, and yet somehow I was disappointed. Oh well, the Red Queen will get her comeuppance another day. I'll keep the guillotine sharp! So don't go too far, my bloodthirsty Frenchmen!
| Tremblez, tyrans et vous perfides | |||
| L'opprobre de tous les partis, | |||
| Tremblez ! vos projets parricides | |||
| Vont enfin recevoir leurs prix ! (bis) |
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