“I know it, but your folds are gigantic to me. As I went around I discovered the entrance to a cave. I went in. It was a long tunnel where I had to crawl on all fours. When I got half-way in I wanted to turn around; but I couldn’t, for my hands and feet got caught in the folds, so I had to go forward.”
“I see; you were in one of the sleeves.”
“When I came out from the tunnel, I discovered a great opening with a shed over it. I entered and found a cavern full of paper.”
“It was a pocket.”
“I traveled around until I found a little hole I could scarcely squeeze through.”
“Ah, yes! My pocket is a little ripped.”
“I was now in a large and empty, wearisome place, and when I wanted to get back I couldn’t find the hole through which I entered. Imagine my suffering! After a while I felt you take up the clothes and put them on. I screamed as loud as I could, but you didn’t hear me. I knew that you were looking for me, but I could do nothing. But, at last, you heard me and I am saved.”
“I say, Fiam....”