Gerald Durrell. My family and other animals (№ 212437)

- You exaggerate, Larry, - plaintively said the mother. Anyway, I can't so soon to leave. It is necessary to solve something with this house.
- To solve? What's there to decide? Sell it, that's all.
- I can't do that, sweetie, mom said, shocked such a proposal.
Can't? Why not?
- But I just bought.
- So sell it while it is still not peeled.
Don't be silly, honey. This is even out of the question, - firmly said the mother. - It would be simply madness.
And so we sold the house and, like a flock of migrating swallows flew South of a gloomy English summer.