Star Influence

Now the dinghy is floating, with P. krameri on board.

Of course he has noticed.

But now he has a  dilemma.

(and a question).

The dilemma: Remain with the dinghy or exit?

The question: Did the stars hear his poem, and misunderstand?

He floats in and out with the waves, pondering these issues.

If he stood up and looked out to sea he would see the first ferry of the morning, approaching.

But he does not, until he hears a loud hooting.

It is not permitted to be in the way of the ferry.

Hoot! Hoot!

Now he stands up and pays attention.

The ferry draws nearer. P. krameri flies up.

He lands on the deck near a family who are trying to make out if there is a kiosk at the ferry landing on Bruny Island.

There is!

P. krameri hops along the railing looking for someone he knows.

He spots Gaius.

Gaius!

Ah! P. krameri. Did you find Terence? Is he on Bruny?

Yes, says P. krameri, He and Jinjing went exploring. I remained with the dinghy. I thought it was right.

Is that it? asks Gaius, pointing at the dinghy.

Yes, says P. krameri. I was forced to exit the dinghy, just now.

Very wise, says Gaius. But what will happen to the dinghy?

My question too, says P. krameri. Tell me, do you think the stars have an influence?

It's not unlikely, says Gaius. Why do you ask?

And do you think they might  listen to an entreaty?

I do not, says Gaius. Why, did you entreat them?

Not exactly, says P. krameri. I was idly improving on Terence's poem.

Not difficult, I'm sure, says Gaius. What was the subject?

Basically, show him the way, he deserves it, says P. krameri.

And of course they didn't, says Gaius. But he landed on Bruny Island anyway.

So you don't think it's my fault the dinghy is adrift with no one in it? asks P. krameri.

No, says Gaius. Someone will no doubt lasso it, and bring it to shore.

Phew! says P. krameri.

It's very pleasing to see that you are such an ethical thinker, says Gaius.

Thanks, says P. krameri. By the way, did you remember to bring my lerps?

Arthur has them in the paper bag in which Katherine carried his burgers, says Gaius.

Won't they smell of meat and onions? thinks P. krameri.

But he does not ask it.

He has asked enough questions today.