aug 24, 2011
“The cock crew, The
sky was blue: The
bells in heaven Were
‘Tis time for this poor soul
To go to heaven.
What is that?
―Again, sir. We didn’t hear.
Their eyes grew bigger as the lines were repeated. After a silence Cochrane said:
―What is it, sir? We give it up.
Stephen, his throat itching, answered:
―The fox burying his grandmother under a hollybush.
He stood up and gave a shout of nervous laughter to which their cries echoed dismay.
A stick struck the door and a voice in the corridor called:
They broke asunder, sidling out of their benches, leaping them. Quickly they were gone
and from the lumberroom came the rattle of sticks and clamour of their boots and tongues.”
As Stephen’s class lets out, a riddle is asked and answered, satisfying nobody.