George Inness Sunset

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Oh, I–’ Silverfish stopped. He looked puzzled. ‘Don’t know,’ he said, eventually. ‘Can’t . . . quite remember. Must have heard about it once and forgot it, and then it just popped into my head. You know how these things happen.’
‘Yeah,’ said Lully. ‘Like with me and the film. It was like I was remembering how to do it. Funny old tricks the ‘What’s this place called?’ said Lully, eventually.
‘Don’t know what it was called in the old days,’ said Silverfish, leaning back and pulling the banged grains towards him. ‘These days they call it the Holy Wood.’
‘Holy Wood,’ said Lully. ‘Sounds . . . familiar.’ There was another mind can play.’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘ ‘S’n idea whose time has come, see.’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘That must be it.’ A slightly worried silence settled over the table. It was the sound of minds trying to put their mental fingers on something that was bothering them. The air seemed to glitter.