I pushed it with my hand. “So what do you think we’re left to do then?” she asked after a while. Someone – and I’m going to find out who – took advantage of my terrible drunkenness last night, gave me a sleeping pill or a drug, and put me in here among these beasts.” I was just thinking that in no zoo in the world are lions and crocodiles put in the same place, when I got another kick in the ribs:
“Are you ever going to wake up?”
I looked toward the possessor of the voice. He was already breathing more rapidly and slowly seemed to be starting to wake up. Or crocodiles,” I added when I saw the eye of the reptile in the lake staring at me from a distance, with a fixity I didn’t like at all, straight ahead. My hand was resting on the lion’s mane, that was the coarse hair I felt, and – over all the absurdity of the situation – I breathed a sigh of relief: no matter how drunk I am, I’m not going to get into bed with a woman with such wiry hair!