Beware the Dog : Roald Dahl [27 of 32]

• He stood there balancing on one leg and holding tightly to the edges of the window sill with his hands,
• staring at the sign and at the whitewashed lettering of the words. For a moment he could think of nothing at all.
• He stood there looking at the sign, repeating the words over and over to himself, and then slowly he began to realize the full meaning
• of the thing. He looked up at the cottage and at the plowed field. He looked at the small orchard on the left of the cottage and
• he looked at the green countryside beyond. "So this is France," he said. "I am in France."
• Now the throbbing in his right thigh was very great. It felt as though someone was pounding the end of his stump with a hammer,
• and suddenly the pain became so intense that it affected his head and for a moment he thought he was going to fall.