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The Man Who Became a Puppet and His Wife Who Became a Doll
| Content Provider | Semantic Scholar |
|---|---|
| Author | Kalechofsky, Roberta |
| Copyright Year | 1993 |
| Abstract | university for another year, and he was meticulous about solitude and preferred not to rent space in someone else's house. Both agreed that the laboratory would bave a separate entrance on the side of the bouse so that there would be no interference between their place of residence and his workplace, between ber space and bis. He rigorously enforced this separation, and she accepted it as part of ber duty that nothing would interfere with bis work. In ber mind's eye she saw his space as immaculate space, cluttered perbaps, Behold, the Lord passed by and a but with a clean industrial disarray. She saw him at great strong wind rent the mountains, his work in the center of this space, with bis eye cupped and broke in pieces all the rocks, but into his microscope like pbotographs sbe had seen of the Lord's voice was not in the wind; Pasteur, expressing a competency in reading tbe and after the wind an earthquake bieroglyphics of matter, though sbe never visited him came, but the Lord's voice was not in bis laboratory. It was Dr. Moore's habit of writing in the fIre, but in the silence. And into bis notebooks that was familiar to her, for along when Elijah understood, he wrapped with his umbrella his notebook was his constant his face in his mantle. paraphernalia. He carried it with bim everywhere and often propped it up at night on his knees, in bed, to His name, Oliver Galin Moore, was engraved in enter data as sbe drifted into sleep. His notebook was polished brass over the doorbell to his town house in at the breakfast table in the morning and on the mail London, and he walked up the front path to the doorway, table in the afternoons. Sometimes be read to ber from a slender and decent looking young man of the it and his confIdence in her elated ber. Edwardian age. Married two years ago, he expressed But she was hardly subservient wben it came to the the satisfied air of"coming into one's own," of someone public. It was she who protected him from visitors, wellwhose marriage fulfIlled him professionally. wishers, curiosity-seekers and newspaper people, and His wife approached their house more critical of hid the disparaging comments from him. There were her domestic terrain, noting that the floral drapes on © Roberta Kalechofsky, 1991 the bay window did not fall to her liking, and that the hedges along the brick path needed trimming, now that autumn was approaching. She was critical about such things, but this was precisely what he liked about her, feeling a security in her desire for perfection even FICTION when they conflicted about issues such as his basement laboratory. There would be no space for him at the |
| Starting Page | 15 |
| Ending Page | 15 |
| Page Count | 1 |
| File Format | PDF HTM / HTML |
| DOI | 10.15368/bts.1993v9n2.13 |
| Volume Number | 9 |
| Alternate Webpage(s) | http://digitalcommons.calpoly.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1848&context=bts |
| Alternate Webpage(s) | https://digitalcommons.calpoly.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1848&context=bts&httpsredir=1&referer= |
| Alternate Webpage(s) | https://doi.org/10.15368/bts.1993v9n2.13 |
| Language | English |
| Access Restriction | Open |
| Content Type | Text |
| Resource Type | Article |
