Question

A housewife knew a story. She also knew a song. But she kept them to herself, never told

anyone the story or sang the song. Imprisoned within her, the story and the song were feeling

choked. They wanted release, wanted to run away. One day, when the woman was sleeping

with her mouth open, the story escaped, fell out of her, took the shape of a pair of shoes, and

sat outside the house. The song also escaped, took the shape of something like a man’s coat,

and hung on a peg.

The woman’s husband came home, looked at the coat and shoes, and asked her, “Who’s

visiting?”

“No one,” she said.

“But whose coat and shoes are these?”

“I don’t know,” she replied.

He wasn’t satisfied with her answer. He was suspicious. Their conversation was unpleasant.

The unpleasantness led to a quarrel. The husband flew into a rage, picked up his blanket, and

went to the Monkey God’s temple to sleep.

The woman didn’t understand what was happening. She lay down alone that night. She asked

the same question over and over: “Whose coat and shoes are these?” Baffled and unhappy,

she put out the lamp and went to sleep.

All the lamp flames of the town, once they were put out, used to come to the Monkey God’s

temple and spend the night there, gossiping. On this night, all the lamps of all the houses

were represented there—all except one, which came late.

The others asked the latecomer, “Why are you so late tonight?”

“At our house, the couple quarreled late into the night,” said the flame.

“Why did they quarrel?”​

Answer 1

Answer:

they started a quarrel because her husband was not satisfied with her answer

Explanation:

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