By Ben Greenman
From a forthcoming collection, not yet titled.
A civil young gentleman, Arthur Masters, made a claim.
He kept house with a runner named Arrow (her real name, though she lived up to it), inflated a promise and then burst it, that promise being that he would marry Arrow, the bursting of it being that he gave Arrow no proposition as such but rather a letter that related a story in which characters representing the two of them lived in a house on a hill, and around the hill went a spiral track like the thread of a screw, and the Arrow in the story ran down the track and back up it, and when she returned to the house (still in the story) Arthur was standing in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers and another letter, in which he asked her to marry him. A story folded into a story can then be folded out to create a third story.
A civil young gentleman, Arthur Masters, made this claim, and he was right.
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