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"Fascinating," I replied.

Simon shoved the folded paper under my nose. I saw a grainy, badly printed photo of a huge black
mound that might or might not have been mammalian in nature. Standing next to this ill-defined
mass was a grim-looking middle-aged man holding a very long, curved object in his hands, roughly
the size and shape of an old-fashioned scythe. The object appeared to be attached in some way to
the black bulk beside him.

"How bucolic! A man stmding next to a manure heap with a farm implement in his hands. How utterly
homespun," I scoffed in a fair imitation of Simon himself.

"That manure heap, as you call it, is the aurochs and the implement in the farmer's hinds is one
of the animal's horns."

I looked at the photo agan and could almost make out the animal's head below the great slope of
its shoulders. Judging by the size of the horn the animal would have been enormous-easily three or
four times the size of a normal cow. "Trick photography," I declared.

Simon clucked his tongue. "I am disappointed in you, Lewis. So cynical for one so young."

"You don't actually believe this-" I jabbed the paper with my finger, "this trumped-up tripe, do
you? They make it up by the yard-manufacture it by the carload!"

"Well," Simon admitted, picking up his teacup and gazing into it, "you're probably right."

"You bet I'm right," I rowed. Prematurely, as it turned out. I should have known better.

"Still, it wouldn't hurt to check it out." He lifted the cup, swirled the tea, and drained it.
Then, as if his mind were made up, he placed both hands flat on the tabletop and stood.

I saw the sly set of his eyes. It was a look I knew well and dreaded. "You can't be serious."

"But I am perfectly serious."

"Forget it."



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"Come on. It will be an adventure."

"I've got a meeting with my adviser this afternoon. That's more than enough adventure for me."

"I want you with me," Simon insisted.

"What about Susannah?" I countered. "I thought you1 were supposed to meet her for lunch."

"Susannah will understand." He turned abruptly. "We'll take my car."