The Emperor's New Clothes (an excerpt)
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Middle Aged (35-54)Accents
British (General) British (Received Pronunciation - RP, BBC) South African (General)Transcript
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the emperor's new clothes. Heaven help may have thought as his eyes flew wide open, I can't see anything at all. But he did not say so. Both the swindlers begged him to be so kind as to come near to approve the excellent pattern, the beautiful colours. They pointed to the empty looms and the poor old minister stead as hard as he dead. He couldn't see anything because there was nothing to see. Heaven have mercy, he thought. Can it be that I'm a fool? I'd never have guessed it. And not a soul, miss. No, I'm I am fit to be the minister. It would never do to let on that I can't see the cloth. Don't hesitate to tell us what you think of it, said one of the weavers. It's beautiful. It's enchanting. The old minister peered through his spectacles. Such a pattern. What colours? I'll be sure to tell the emperor how delighted I am with it. We're pleased to hear that. The swindlers said they proceeded to name all the colours and to explain the intricate Mattan. The old minister paid the closest attention so that he could tell it all to the emperor. And so he did. The swindlers at once asked for more money, more silk and gold thread to get on with the weaving, but it all went into their pockets. Not a thread went into the looms, though. They worked at they weaving as hard as ever. The emperor presently sent another trustworthy official to see how the work progressed and how soon it would be ready. The same thing happened to him that had happened to the minister. He looked and he looked. But as there was nothing to see in the looms, he couldn't see anything. Isn't it a beautiful piece of goods? The swindlers asked him as they displayed and described their imaginary pattern.