3903. Modeling
clay looks like horse excrement, especially when it is piled up on a table and
waiting to be fashioned into a figure. It was this curious coincidence that
gave rise to the ridicule that the brothers subjected Emily’s sculpture to.
3904. When they
had access to Emily’s studio they would stand next to the clay horse and make
up little stories and their stories always would end would the words “horse
excrement.” I am not going to relate any of these stories to you because they
were so foolish, but the curious thing about them was the riotous laughter that
the last two words of their little story's would produce in the listener.
3905. You would
think that if you knew exactly the two words that a story is going to end with, it
could never be a surprise, or even be found interesting, but the very
predictability of the end is what made it so entertaining, especially when the ending
words appeared somehow unexpectedly.
3906. Each new
story produced greater and greater laughter, until they were acting like young
boys act the first time they ever invade the parental liquor cabinet. In this
condition of self-induced literary drunkenness, the door opened and Emily and
the tutor entered.
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