Soapy Sam said:
My conclusion is the simplest one possible. Rolfe is right. Mr.Brodie did explain about the beast. Next day, he asked a quite reasonable question based on his previous lecture.
It is Mr.Brodie's subsequent memory which was wrong and , despite the standard of the class, Rolfe was the only one who had been paying attention. No mystery to solve.*
* And if he did not lecture about it the previous day, then what had he lectured about?
I suppose that's the simplest explanation. It's sort of what I thought at the time, it just seemed so unlikely that not only had the teacher forgotten he'd told us that stuff the previous day, the entire rest of the class had too.
It was only a few minutes at the end of the class - the alternative was that he'd gone slightly more slowly through the lesson and hadn't had time for the ichneumon [fly] at the end.
No, I didn't grill the rest of the class hard about it. They didn't want to talk about it, and I backed off because I got the impression they thought I was attention-seeking or just being a general smart-aleck. The one person I'm still in contact with from that class doesn't remember the incident at all (mind you, she doesn't remember quite a lot of simple incidents from our childhood, I suspect all the medicine she learned since sort of crowded it all out).
Maybe there were a few other people at the time who remembered but didn't speak out. I did sort of appeal to the class as a whole to back me up, but it's not certain that everyone would have spoken out even if they did remember.
Anyway, we now know that Soapy Sam and I shared a school playground for about six months when we were about ten. And borrowed the same books out of the same public library. And our mothers still live only about a quarter of a mile apart.
How spooky is
that?
Oh, and up yours,
Olaf, Soapy and I are good mates.
Rolfe.