But he stayed with the job because the merchant, although he was an old grouch, treated him fairly;
the boy received a good commission for each piece he sold, and had already been able to put some money aside.
That morning he had done some calculating: if he continued to work every day as he had been, he would need a whole year to be able to buy some sheep.
“I’d like to build a display case for the crystal,” the boy said to the merchant.
“We could place it outside, and attract those people who pass at the bottom of the hill.”
“I’ve never had one before,” the merchant answered. “People will pass by and bump into it, and pieces will be broken.”
“Well, when I took my sheep through the fields, some of them might have died if we had come upon a snake.
But that’s the way life is with sheep and with shepherds.” The merchant turned to a customer who wanted three crystal glasses.
He was selling better than ever…as if time had turned back to the old days when the street had been one of Tangier’s major attractions.
“Business has really improved,” he said to the boy, after the customer had left.
“I’m doing much better, and soon you’ll be able to return to your sheep. Why ask more out of life?”
“Because we have to respond to omens,” the boy said, almost without meaning to; then he regretted what he had said,
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