Robin Hood's Barn 



and we had resolved on insurrection, the miracle 

 was worked. Protesting a right mind and able 

 body, Solomon declared that for the moment 

 he intentionally was not himself. If formerly 

 an infant had aroused him to his highest feat of 

 justice, this time the mere idea of one had stirred 

 him to compassion. Moved beyond belief, he had 

 transformed himself to Sheba and had done his 

 best for Harry. Rank had not mattered, nor had 

 distance; not even sex, or the long years that 

 lay between. There had been a tragic hole left 

 in my story and he had proudly filled it with the 

 contribution of one large, beautiful, white egg. 



But there his responsibility was ended. In 

 the morning when I laid the gleaming shell be- 

 fore him he eyed it without tenderness, without 

 sohcitude, and shook off all claim which it might 

 have upon him by a firm, destructive kick. 



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