Hi ehehe hshahhaIs that right?" I asked. I walked to the window. It wasn't to dark to see the adobe markers gleaming in the ghostly night. I saw the flowers, too- the roses, the zinnias, the dahlias, the African daisies-swaying like specters in the night. Walking back to my chair, I looked up at the wall clock. It was getting on a quarter to nine. The clock began to chime just as I got to the lounging chair. I sat down and put my foot up on the stool.
"Their half of the lawn is bigger than ours," Belle said.
"You mean the halves are not equal? The halves are not halves?" I asked.
"What' the matter with you?" Belle said.
"What's the matter with him?" I asked. "Isn't he a doctor of mathematics or something? A fine doctor of mathematics he's turn out to be if he can't even divide by two!"
"What's eating you?" Belle asked.
"Maybe he should have brought a survey team with him and used a transit, a plumb line, and a pole," I said. "Maybe he could divide by two then. Maybe he could even divide by ten."
"Don't tell me," Belle said. "Tell him, tell them."
"For crying out loud," I said.
"Go ahead," Belle said. "Go over. Tell them off. Tell them where to get off."
Is that right?" I asked. I walked to the window. It wasn't to dark to see the adobe markers gleaming in the ghostly night. I saw the flowers, too- the roses, the zinnias, the dahlias, the African daisies-swaying like specters in the night. Walking back to my chair, I looked up at the wall clock. It was getting on a quarter to nine. The clock began to chime just as I got to the lounging chair. I sat down and put my foot up on the stool.
"Their half of the lawn is bigger than ours," Belle said.
"You mean the halves are not equal? The halves are not halves?" I asked.
"What' the matter with you?" Belle said.
"What's the matter with him?" I asked. "Isn't he a doctor of mathematics or something? A fine doctor of mathematics he's turn out to be if he can't even divide by two!"
"What's eating you?" Belle...