Do you think, from your
knowledge of Donald, that he would imagine that?"
"No," said Judge Whiting, "I don't think such a thing would occur
to him unless he saw it."
"Neither do I," said Linda. "From the short acquaintance I have
with him I should not call him at all imaginative, but he is
extremely quick and wonderfully retentive. You have to show him
but once from which cactus he can get Victrola needles and
fishing hooks, or where to find material for wooden legs."
The Judge laughed. "Doesn't prove much," he said. "You wouldn't
have to show me that more than once either. If anyone were
giving me an intensive course on such interesting subjects, I
would guarantee to remember, even at my age."
Linda nodded in acquiescence. "Then you can regard it as quite
certain," she said, "that Oka Sayye is making up in an effort to
appear younger than he is which means that he doesn't want his
right questioned to be in our schools, to absorb the things that
we are taught, to learn our language, our government, our
institutions, our ideals, our approximate strength and our
only-too-apparent weakness."
The Judge leaned forward and waited attentively.
"The other matter," said Linda, "was relative to Saturday. There
may not be a thing in it, but sometimes a woman's intuition
proves truer than what a man thinks he sees and knows. I haven't
SEEN a thing, and I don't KNOW a thing, but I don't believe your
gardener was sick last week.
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