Let's cut to Willunga.
David and Vello are emerging from the front door of Bev, a friend of the Beverleys.
They have just forked out three hundred dollars for the Star of Greece dinner.
The original Beverleys have left earlier.
Which of the Beverleys, if any, is the doctor?
There are two ways that we could find out.
One is, by listening to David and Vello, who have met all three Beverleys.
Right, let's listen.
David: What are we going to do with these tickets?
Vello: Use them of course.
David: Are you joking? The Beverleys are insatiable fundraisers. Who knows what sort of mess we'd end up in?
Vello: David, David. You know we can talk our way out of anything.
David: Then explain why we didn't talk our way out of buying the tickets?
Vello: You are too soft. And too interested in women.
David: That's rich coming from you.
Vello: I'm not soft.
David: I meant about women.
Vello: Don't try to wriggle out of it, David.
David: An empiricist doesn't wriggle.
Vello: And a humanist does?
David: I'm not saying.......Oh look! Is that a Rock Fall Emergency vehicle stopping at Bev's house?
( At last! )
( No need for the second way, which was, wait and see whose house the Rock Fall Emergency vehicle turns up at, although, in a sense, we have done that ).
The Rock Fall Emergency vehicle has stopped and Wills has helped Gaius out.
Wills and Harry are now leading Gaius up to the front door.
Wills: Careful now. We don't want you to trip over.
Gaius: I do feel dizzy.
Harry: Easy does it.
Ring! Ring!
Bev (opening the front door): What's up, Wills?
Wills: A case of suspected concussion.
Bev: Come in and lie down. I'll get my flashlight.
Gaius: Flashlight?
Bev: To examine your pupils.
Aha. So Bev is the doctor.
Now can anyone remember why we wanted to know that?
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
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