Taste and other tales

[...]... one.' 'Of course you have And up the scale, higher than the note of that whistle, there's another note You can't hear that one either And above that there is another and another, rising right up the scale for ever and ever and ever There's a note that's so high that it vibrates a million times a second and another a million times as high as that and on and on, higher and higher, as far as numbers... plane flew further and further away from New York and East 62nd Street, a great sense of calmness began to settle over her By the time she reached Paris, she was just as strong and cool and calm as she could wish She met her grandchildren, and they were even more beautiful than in their photographs Every day she took them for walks, and fed them cakes, and bought them presents, and told them stories... likeness that meant so much 42 And now, recently, she had come more and more to feel that she did not really wish to end her days in a place where she could not be near these children, and let them visit her, and take them for walks, and buy them presents, and watch them grow She knew, of course, that it was wrong and in a way disloyal to have thoughts like these while her husband was still alive She knew... ear were connected to his head by a thin stiff wire, and that the wires were getting longer, that his ears were going up and up towards a secret and forbidden land, a dangerous world of sound where ears had never been before and had no right to be The needle moved slowly across the dial, and suddenly he heard a scream, a terrible scream, and he jumped and caught hold of the edge of the table He looked... small man dressed in white shorts and tennis shoes, shouting as he went For a moment she looked as if she were not quite sure what she ought to do: throw a lifebelt, run away and find help, or simply turn and shout She stepped back from the rail and swung round, and for this short moment she remained still, tense and undecided Then almost immediately she seemed to relax, and she leaned forward far over... seat on the side where her husband had been sitting She reached over and pulled out a small paper-wrapped box, and at the same time she couldn't help noticing that it was stuck down there very firmly and deep, as if with the help of a pushing hand 'Here it is!' she cried 'I've found it! Oh, dear, and now he'll be up there for ever, searching for it! Driver, quickly - run in and call him down, will you... exercise, and he jumped in and didn't even take his clothes off.' 'You'd better come down now,' the bony woman said Her mouth had suddenly become firm, her whole face sharp, and she spoke less kindly than before 'And don't you ever go wandering about on deck alone like this again You know you're meant to wait for me.' 'Yes, Maggie,' the fat woman answered, and again she smiled, a kind, trusting smile, and. .. coat and trying it on, she had completely ignored this important detail In a few hours she would be in New York Ten minutes after that she would be home, and her husband would be there to greet her; and even a man like Cyril, living in the dark world of tooth decay and fillings and root treatments, would start asking a few questions if his wife suddenly walked in from a weekend wearing a six-thousand-dollar... back inside the hut and got a pair of earphones He connected these to the machine and then put them over his ears The movements of his hands were quick and exact He breathed in and out through his mouth in quick, loud breaths of excitement He kept on talking to himself with little words of comfort and encouragement, as if he were afraid — afraid that the machine might not work and afraid also of what... to a drawer and brought out a ticket and placed it on the counter The ticket had a row of small holes across the middle so that it could be torn in two, and both halves were exactly the same 'Name?' he asked 'Leave that out And the address.' She saw the man pause, and she saw the pen waiting over the dotted line 'You don't have to put the name and address, do you?' The man shook his head and the pen . x0 y0 w0 h0" alt="" Taste and Other Tales ROALD DAHL Level 5 Selected and retold by Michael Caldon Series Editors: Andy Hopkins and Jocelyn Potter. in London: Mike and his wife and daughter, my wife and I, and a man called Richard Pratt. Richard Pratt was famous for his love of food and wine. He was