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44 <strong>Chicken</strong> <strong>Little</strong>: <strong>The</strong> <strong>Inside</strong> <strong>Story</strong><br />

To which I added one of my own favorites: “<strong>The</strong> psychological<br />

rule says that when an inner situation is not made conscious, it happens<br />

outside, as fate.” 50<br />

After that pot pourri the conversation turned to a discussion of<br />

contemporary art. This was Rachel’s forum. She held forth at some<br />

length on why she did what she did. <strong>The</strong>n she gave a lively demonstration<br />

of how she did it.<br />

I listened and watched and was happy for her.<br />

It was well after midnight when I showed Norman and Brillig to<br />

their quarters. My third floor consists of a bathroom flanked by two<br />

small rooms. It did used to be an attic, but after a tasteful renovation<br />

it’s quite cozy.<br />

We paused on the landing.<br />

“I believe the squirrels have decamped,” I said. “I’m still working<br />

on the mice.”<br />

Brillig smiled and held out his hand.<br />

“It has been a most enjoyable evening,” he said, with undisguised<br />

emotion. “I thank you for putting us up. I am mindful of the<br />

inconvenience and trust you will have no cause for regret. Tomorrow<br />

we shall get down to brass tacks.”<br />

He bowed in that engaging old world manner and closed the<br />

door. Norman said he was thankful to have been so warmly received<br />

and disappeared into the other room.<br />

In bed I snuggled up to Rachel. She responded and we had our<br />

way. Drifting off to sleep, I was full of thoughts.<br />

“Thanks for all your help tonight,” I murmured.<br />

“It was fun, he’s a real charmer,” yawned Rachel. “Norman too.<br />

Boy, he’s really changed. But you know what? We still don’t know<br />

why they’re here. How come your letter didn’t put Brillig off? Do<br />

you know where this is going?”<br />

I had to admit that I too was in the dark.<br />

50 Ibid., par. 126.

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