David Attended the Auction at Christie’s
from faraway Ethiopia or India- nearly a hundred
- squeezed between so many
- dazzlingly clear and exquisitely polished
- I saw this scarecrow
- Well, David, there you have it
David attended the auction at Christie’s hoping to find an unusual anniversary present for his wife, Cherí. He was despairing of finding something suitable until he overheard a man in the crowd say, “I saw this scarecrow over by the medieval stuff.”
Cherí had grown up in Paris, but had always harbored dreams of a more pastoral existence. A scarecrow could be just the thing. David scurried to the far corner of the auction house and there, squeezed between so many suits of armor, he saw the most stunning of all scarecrows. Its eyes were blue, dazzlingly clear and exquisitely polished, like jewels from faraway Ethiopia or India.
“Well, David, there you have it,” he murmured. “The perfect gift for Cherí.”
He knew he could afford to spend nearly a hundred thousand dollars on it, and hoped the bidding wouldn’t run wild.