Paul Gauguin Two Tahitian Women

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was another hopeful break for applause.
Someone at the front of the crowd said, ‘That’s right. We ain’t.’
‘Yeah,’ said the woman next to him. ‘When’re you goin’ to stop goin’ on like that and get on with the shadow He shook his head, and looked back as Silverfish climbed down from the screen and motioned to one of his assistants to start turning a handle at the side of the box. There was a grinding noise that rose to a steady clicking. Vague shadows danced across the screen, and then . . .
One of the last things Victor remembered was a voice beside his knee saying, ‘Could have bin worse, mister. I could have said "miaow".’
play?’ ‘That’s right,’ snapped a second woman. ‘Do "Deformed Rabbit". My kids always love that one.’ Victor looked away for a while, to lull the dog’s suspicions, and then turned and glared hard at it. It was amiably watching the crowd, and apparently taking no notice of him. Victor poked an exploratory finger in his ear. It must have been a trick of an echo, or something. It wasn’t that the dog had gone ‘woof!’, although that was practically unique in itself; most dogs in the universe never went ‘woof!’, they had complicated barks like ‘whuuugh!’ and ‘hwhoouf!’. No, it was that it hadn’t in fact barked at all. It had said ‘woof’.