Secret Recipes

In the kitchen, Presse-puree was furiously writing in his recipe book. After he finished, he looked over his shoulder. Finding no one there, he pressed his shoulder against the wall. As the wall slid open, he inserted the book into the secret passageway and hastily shut it again.

Then he took the labels off his spices, shuffled them, and stuck them back on randomly.

"At last, I have foiled ze plans of zat impostair!"

The imposter, who had been hiding in the passageway, and had just had the wall closed on his foot by Presse-puree, said nothing.

He had fainted.

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