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AT THE RED LOBSTER INN
They walked and walked and walked, until at last toward evening they arrived at the Red Lobster Inn, all tired out.
"Let us stop here a while," said the fox, "just long enough to get something to eat and rest a little. At midnight we can start again, and tomorrow morning we will arrive at the Field of Wonders."
They entered the inn and seated themselves at a table, but none of them was hungry. The poor cat felt very much indisposed, and could eat only thirty-five mullets with tomato sauce, and four helpings of tripe, and because the tripe did not taste just right to him, he called three times for butter and cheese to put on it.
