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One damn thing over and over

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2008. 05. 28., 21:01

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The door opened and Reg walked calmly in.
“It’s all right, it’s just a horse in the bathroom,” he said quietly. [...]
“A horse,” repeated Richard.
“Yes,” said Reg.
Richard went out and looked up the stairs and then came back in.
“A horse?” he said again.
“Yes, it is,” said the Professor. “Wait –” he motioned to Richard, who was about to go out again and investigate –”let it be. It won’t be long.”
Richard stared in disbelief. “You say there’s a horse in your bathroom, and all you can do is stand there naming Beatles songs?” [...] “But… how did it get in there?”
“Well, the bathroom window’s open. I expect she came in through that.”

[...]

The bathroom was not large.
The walls were paneled in old oak linenfold which, given the age and nature of the building, was quite probably priceless, but otherwise the fittings were stark and institutional.
[...] The lavatory had an old-fashioned cast-iron chain-pull cistern. There was an old cream-painted wooden cupboard standing in the corner, with an old brown bentwood chair next to it, on which lay some neatly folded but threadbare small towels. There was also a large horse in the room, taking up most of it.
Richard stared at it, and it stared at Richard in an appraising kind of way. Richard swayed slightly. The horse stood quite still. After a while it looked at the cupboard instead. [...]
It was bathed in the glow of the moonlight that streamed in through the window. The window was open but small and was, besides, on the second floor, so the notion that the horse had entered by that route was entirely fanciful.
There was something odd about the horse, but he couldn’t say what. Well, there was one thing that was clearly very odd about it indeed, which was that it was standing in a college bathroom. Maybe that was all.

2008. 05. 21., 23:17

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