If you please--draw me a sheep . . .
When a mystery is too overpowering, one dare not disobey.
Absurd as it might seem to me, a thousand miles from any human habitation and in danger of death, I took out of my pocket a sheet of paper and my fountain-pen.
But then I remembered how my studies had been concentrated on geography, history, arithmetic and grammar, and I told the little chap (a little crossly, too) that I did not know how to draw.
He answered me: "That doesn't matter.
Draw me a sheep . . .
But I had never drawn a sheep.
So I drew for him one of the two pictures I had drawn so often.
It was that of the boa constrictor from the outside.
And I was astounded to hear the little fellow greet it with, "No, no, no! I do not want an elephant inside a boa constrictor.