Gustav Klimt Death and Life paintingGustav Klimt Danae (detail) paintingSalvador Dali The Persistence of Memory painting
till you see your second right and then you take that,” but when they got there, there was only the road to the left and none to the right and his father took it and nobody said anything, and after a minute Uncle Ralph said, “Reckon they wasn’t much to choose from there, was they?” and laughed unhappily.
“That’s right,” his father said, and smiled.
“Reckon my memory ain’t so sharp as I bragged,” Ralph said.
“You’re doin fine,” his father said, and his mother said so too.
“I could a swore they was a road both ways there,” Ralph said, “but it was nigh on twenty years since I was out here.” Why for goodness sake, his mother said, then she certainly thought he had a wonderful memory.
“How long since you were here, Jay?” He did not say anything. “Jay?”
“I’m a-studyin it,” he said.
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