A Hole in Your Stocking
Orientation : Once there was a beetle who loved another beetle.
So he went to her house to ask her marry him.
Complication : He knocked on the door. ‘May I come in,’ he asked.
‘I am busy resting this fine afternoon,’ she said.
‘But listen to me,’ he said. ‘I have come to ask you to marry me.’
‘Why ever should I marry you?’ she asked.
‘Well, there are reasons enough,’ he said.
Resolution : “I am the most handsome beetle in all the district. My fine black armour is smooth and shiny. I hold my princers bravely, he said.
Complication : All he can think of is his own beauty! If he thinks himself so fine he won’t think of me, at all!’ she thought.
And she shouted through the door,
‘Go away, now. I am beginning to feel sleepy.’
Resolution : ‘Oh, but listen to me! I’m the richest beetle around. I have more stored away in my little house than you or your Granny thought of.’
And he began to tell her all he had.
Maj.complic. : ‘Oh, stop it! She said. ‘If you have so much already, then you cannot want me. Go away now and let me go to sleep.’
And then he was really sad. He began to cry.
Maj resolut. : She was looking after him as he went down the road. She was curious to see what he looked like. And she saw two big holes in his stockings, one in either heel. She saw them clearly as he went down the road.
She opened the window and called out after him:
‘Hey! You there! You, so rich and strong and beautiful. Why do you come out courting with holes in your stockings. Who looks after you at home to allow such a thing?’
‘There’s no one to look after me. My Granny is so blind she sits al day by the fire.
‘Come along back here,’ she cried. ‘ I can’t have you going away from my house looking like that.’
‘And she invited him in and took up her needle and thread, and darned up his stockings and sewed on a button as well.
‘By the time she had done all she fell in love with him, that when he asked her to marry him again, she didn’t say no.
From The Tooter by Diana Ross (Faber & Faber).
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