Chapter 62
There Is No Doubt About ItTHAT was a terrible affair!" said a hen, and in a quarter
of the town, too, where it had not taken place. "That was a
terrible affair in a hen-roost. I cannot sleep alone to-night. It
is a good thing that many of us sit on the roost together." And
then she told a story that made the feathers on the other hens
bristle up, and the c**k's comb fall. There was no doubt about
it.
But we will begin at the beginning, and that is to be
found in a hen-roost in another part of the town. The sun was
setting, and the fowls were flying on to their roost; one hen, with
white feathers and short legs, used to lay her eggs according to
the regulations, and was, as a hen, respectable in every way. As
she was flying upon the roost, she plucked herself with he
