"And anyway, you are satisfied with your element. You prefer it to
Willy's."
"Immensely more. So would Willy."
"And what is your element?" I asked.
"Willy's mind."
* * * * *
I ignored that because it led to the shakes department. I turned to
Willy. I was getting excited.
"Now, Willy. You are your natural size. You are unsatisfied with it,
because--uh--your peculiar talent is lousing up your profession. What is
more, Red's size and element is the preference manifested in your mind.
Her element is doubly preferred, then, as against your own, by both of
you, uh--"
"Making the preference unanimous," Willy suggested.
"Right," I said, pushing the thing out of my mind now that I'd stumbled
through it. I spread my arms and gave what I hoped was a confident
smile.
"There's your answer," I said.