“ThenyoushouldcertainlylectureonPhilosophy,” saidtheDragon-fly; andhespreadapairoflovelygauzewingsandsoaredawayintothesky.“Howverysillyofhimnottostayhere!” saidtheRocket.“, Idon’;” , andwebbedfeet, andwasconsideredagreatbeautyonaccountofherwaddle.“Quack, quack, quack,” shesaid.“Whatacuriousshapeyouare! MayIaskwereyoubornlikethat, orisittheresultofanaccident?”
“Itisquiteevidentthatyouhavealwayslivedinthecountry,” answeredtheRocket, “, , andcomedowninashowerofgoldenrain.”
“Idon’tthinkmuchofthat,” saidtheDuck, “, ifyoucouldploughthefieldsliketheox, ordrawacartlikethehorse, orlookafterthesheeplikethecollie-dog, thatwouldbesomething.”
“Mygoodcreature,” criedtheRocketinaveryhaughtytoneofvoice, “, , , Ihavealwaysbeenofopinionthathardworkissimplytherefugeofpeoplewhohavenothingwhatevertodo.”
“Well, well,” saidtheDuck, whowasofaverypeaceabledisposition, andneverquarrelledwithanyone, “, atanyrate, thatyouaregoingtotakeupyourresidencehere.”
“Oh! dearno,” criedtheRocket.“Iammerelyavisitor, , , , forIknowthatIamdestinedtomakeasensationintheworld.”
“Ihadthoughtsofenteringpubliclifeoncemyself,” remarkedtheDuck; “, Itookthechairatameetingsometimeago, , , andlookaftermyfamily.”
“Iammadeforpubliclife,” saidtheRocket, “andsoareallmyrelations, , , itagesonerapidly, anddistractsone’smindfromhigherthings.”
“Ah! thehigherthingsoflife, howfinetheyare!” saidtheDuck; “andthatremindsmehowhungryIfeel,” andsheswamawaydownthestream, saying, “Quack, quack, quack.”
