The Works of Edgar Allan Poe - Volume 5


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imagine--I have some faint--some very faint idea--of the remarkable  
honor-"  
"Oh!--ah!--yes!--very well!" interrupted his Majesty; "say no more--I  
see how it is." And hereupon, taking off his green spectacles, he wiped  
the glasses carefully with the sleeve of his coat, and deposited them in  
his pocket.  
If Bon-Bon had been astonished at the incident of the book, his  
amazement was now much increased by the spectacle which here presented  
itself to view. In raising his eyes, with a strong feeling of curiosity  
to ascertain the color of his guest's, he found them by no means black,  
as he had anticipated--nor gray, as might have been imagined--nor yet  
hazel nor blue--nor indeed yellow nor red--nor purple--nor white--nor  
green--nor any other color in the heavens above, or in the earth  
beneath, or in the waters under the earth. In short, Pierre Bon-Bon  
not only saw plainly that his Majesty had no eyes whatsoever, but  
could discover no indications of their having existed at any previous  
period--for the space where eyes should naturally have been was, I am  
constrained to say, simply a dead level of flesh.  
It was not in the nature of the metaphysician to forbear making some  
inquiry into the sources of so strange a phenomenon, and the reply of  
his Majesty was at once prompt, dignified, and satisfactory.  
"
Eyes! my dear Bon-Bon--eyes! did you say?--oh!--ah!--I perceive! The  
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