92. Perhaps that explains my predicament, having set out to make
a confession, I keep finding ways to avoid it. I could go back and begin again,
but before I do, I have just a few more things to say about the Captain, and
his sculpture.
93. A discussion of the Captain’s wonderful sculpture now became
a regular part of our Saturday afternoon sculpture class at the museum.
94. I am not going to say I was jealous of all the attention
Mrs. Festini was giving to her star pupil, but certainly something bothered me
about the situation.
95. First of all, I have to say that I very much disliked his
model of some deer with antlers standing majestically on the top of a hill and
looking over his shoulder. I have no words that can convey my aversion for the
thing.
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