Book3:WereMyDreamIs (第1380/1399页)

dead?Myslumberwasdisruptedandtherewaslittlehopeofmygoingbacktosleepagain.Theworsewassomeonepouredacupofthiswonderfulhundredflowerswiotheke.Itsfragrancereachedmeevenatthebottomoftheke,wakingupthewinewormsinmystomadtheybegantowreakhavocthere.WhatcouldIdo?Iamagluttonandanalcoholic,soIclimbedonshoreandhereIamagain!Youpeoplearereallyselfish.Youareenjoyingthiswonderfulfoodandwineanddon’tevenaskmetojoinin.That’sreallytoobadofyouandnothowgoodfriendsshouldtreateachother!”KingDimitriughedloudly,puthishandsaroundDwarfMickey’sshouldersandsaid,

    “Don’tbeangry,mygoodfriend.Thereisanendlesssupplyofwinehere,allyoudrink.Iguaranteeyouhaveallyouwant,how’sthat?”

    “OldfriendMickey”saidMr.Kaffeeholdinguph