He found himself in a wooden box with one slanting side, and iron bars at the top and on the other side. A strong smell of cheese prevaded the box.
“Hush, be quiet till I fetch puss, she will soon finish him.”
A large and fierce-looking wasp suddenly caught him in his hand, exactly as Tommy caught flies on the garden wall, or on the table cloth indoors; the wasp pinched his head hard and hurt him so much that he shrieked out.
