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“ Oh , my dear little girl , don’t cry , ” he says . “ Sit down and eat your bread and milk . A gold rose like this will be good for hundreds of years . A real rose dies in a day . So a gold rose is worth a lot of real roses ! ” “ I don’t want roses like this ! ” cries Marygold . She throws the rose away . “ It has no smell , and it is hard . It hurts my nose ! ” She sits down at the table . She is still sad about the roses , so she doesn’t see her gold bowl . Maybe that is good . She loves the little trees and houses on it . Now they are gone under the yellow gold . VII . Nothing to Eat Midas pours himself some coffee . When he puts the coffee pot down , it is gold . “ Hmm , ” he thinks . “ Gold pots and gold bowls ! Where can I keep them all ? The kitchen is not safe now . ” He lifts a spoonful of coffee to his lips . But when his lips touch the coffee , it turns to hot , liquid gold . The next moment , it is a hard lump in his mouth . “ Ah ! ” says Midas . “ What is it , Father ? ” asks Marygold . There are still tears in her eyes . “ Nothing , child , nothing , ” says Midas . “ Eat your bread and milk before it gets cold . ” He touches the tail of one little fish with his finger . At once , it is a fish of metal . Its little bones are gold wire . You can even see the marks of the fork on it . It is very pretty . But Midas wants a real fish for his breakfast . “ Hmm , ” he thinks . “ How can I eat my breakfast now ? ” He breaks a hot cake . At once , it is yellow and heavy . It is gold . He takes an egg . It turns to gold too . Midas thinks of the goose in the old story , the goose that lays gold eggs . But he can’t eat a gold egg . He sits back in his chair . Marygold is eating her bread and milk . She is happy now . “ What a problem ! ” he thinks . “ There is so much good food in front of me . And I can’t eat any of it ! ” Then he has an idea . “ Maybe I can be very quick , ” he thinks . He quickly pushes a hot potato into his mouth . But the Golden Touch is faster . Now his mouth is full of hot metal ! It burns his tongue . He shouts , jumps up and dances around the room . “ Father , dear Father ! ” cries Marygold . She is a loving child . “ What is the matter ? Did you burn your mouth ? ” “ Oh , my dear child , ” says Midas sadly . “ I don’t know . What will happen to your poor father ? ” It is the richest breakfast in the world , but Midas can’t eat it . The poorest man in the town has bread and water . He can eat and drink , so he has more than the king ! Midas is very hungry already . “ And what about lunch ? ” he thinks . “ And dinner ? It will all be gold . How many days can I live like this ? ” For a moment , he thinks , “ Maybe gold is not the best thing in the world . ” But only for a moment . He loves the yellow shine of gold too much . “ Give away the Golden Touch for one breakfast ? ” he thinks . “ No ! That is too much gold for a fish , an egg , a potato , a cake and a cup of coffee . It is too expensive ! ”
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