William.

Episode 1 : The Fallen Idol

William was angry. He sat at his desk in the sunny classroom, staring longingly at a row of numbers on the blackboard.

"This doesn't make sense," he whispered dismissively.

Mrs. Drew was also distressed, but, unlike William, she tried to hide it.

"If the interest on a hundred pounds for a year is five pounds," he said wearily, "then, William Brown, sit down and don't look so foolish!" »

William changed his position from lying on one side of his desk to relaxing on the other side and began to apologize. "Well, I don't understand any of this. It's enough to make someone look like an i***t when you don't understand any of this. I don't understand why people keep giving people small bills to give them a lot of money. and keep going. to do so. Anyone is a fool to give someone a hundred pounds just because he will give them five and keep them at a hundred pounds. How do you know he will? Well, he said excitedly, what's to stop him from giving him five pounds when he's got a hundred pounds in his hand, and he's still standing with a hundred pounds...

Mrs. Drew stopped him with a thin raised hand.

"William," he said patiently, "listen to me. Now suppose," his eyes darted across the room and landed on a red-haired boy, "suppose Eric wanted a hundred pounds for something and you gave him… "

"I didn't lend Eric a hundred pounds," he said firmly, "because I haven't got any. I only have threepence and a half, and I didn't lend Eric that, because I'm not such an i***t, because I borrowed it. my harmonica once and bit part of it and…”

Mrs. Drew interrupted him abruptly. Teaching on a hot evening is quite difficult.

"You better stay home after school William and I'll explain." »

William frowned, proclaimed his monosyllable of disdain, "Ah!" and fell again into sadness.

However, he was relieved when he remembered a lizard that had caught him on the way to school and he had pulled it out of its hiding place in his pocket. But the lizard had abandoned the unequal struggle for existence between the stones, the point, the knife, the pieces of mastic, and other small objects that inhabited William's pocket. The housing problem had been very difficult for him. Disgusted, Guglielmo wrapped the scraps in absorbent paper and threw them into his neighbor's painting. The neighbor protested and started a fight.

In the end, the lizard jumped on the neck of an enemy of William's life, who was in the next row, and was released only with the help of forced friends. Threats of retaliation followed, couched in hot-blooded terms and written on absorbent paper.

In the meantime, Miss Drew explained the simple practices to a group of sincere but sincere admirers in the front row. And Guglielmo, in the last row, spent the hours for which his father paid a considerable sum to the educational authorities.

But his turn was coming.

At the end of the afternoon, the students left the classroom, one by one, leaving William to quietly chew gum and watch Miss Drew.

"Go, William."

Mrs. Drew was very patient. William walked onto the platform and stopped by his desk.

- You see, if one borrows a hundred pounds from another...

He wrote the numbers on a piece of paper, placed on his desk. The sun streamed through the window, revealing the little golden curls at the back of her neck. He looked at William with stern and unblinking eyes, but blue as blue on his flushed cheeks.

"Don't you see, William?" she said. There was a faint scent in her, and William, the careless pirate and chief of thieves, the fierce mocker of all things feminine, felt the first arrow of the blind and malevolent god. He blushed and turned pale.

"Yes, I see everything now," he assured her. "Now you have explained everything to me clearly, I could not understand before. It's kind of sweet, isn't it? However, you lend a hundred pounds just because someone says they'll lend you five next year. Some are stupid. But I understand now. I couldn't understand it before.

William stood by Miss Drew's desk. WILLIAM HEARS THE FIRST SIGHT OF THE LITTLE BLIND LORD. I WAS REDUCED AND SIMPLE. "It would be easier if you didn't play with dead lizards all the time," she said wearily, closing her books.

William gasped. He came home to her, his devoted slave. Many members of the class always left delicate bouquets on her table in the morning. William was determined to surpass the others. He went into the garden with a large basket and a pair of scissors the next morning, before he left for school.

It turned out that there was none. First he went to the greenhouse. It was an explosion of color. He worked with a dedication and concentration worthy of a nobler cause. He came out under a basket piled with greenhouse flowers. The greenhouse itself was bare and deserted. Hearing a noise in the garden, he hastily decided not to delay any longer and immediately leaves for school. He left as discreetly as possible.

Mrs. Drew, entering her classroom, was surprised to see, instead of the usual row of buttonholes on her desk, a mass of now-dried greenhouse flowers completely covering her desk and chair.

Guglielmo was a guy who never did things by halves.

"My God!" he shouted, defeated. Guglielmo blushed with pleasure.

He switched seats to sit in the front row. All morning he sat with his eyes fixed on her with the fire, dreaming of the moments when he saved her from thieves and pirates (here he was a little inconsistent with his favorite role of leader of thieves and pirates) and held him unconscious in his strong arms. . until she was sure. Then she clung to him with love and gratitude, and they were immediately married by the archbishops of Canterbury and York.

Guglielmo did not want half measures. They will be married by the Archbishop of Canterbury and York, or by the Pope. He wasn't sure he didn't prefer the pope. He could wear his black skull and crossbones pirate outfit. No, I wouldn't...

"What did I say, William?" said Miss Drew.

William coughed and looked at her excitedly. "Will you lend me some money?" he asked full of hope.

"William!" she said. "This is not a lesson in arithmetic. I'm trying to teach you something about the Armada."

"Oh, this!" said William in a cheerful and smug tone - Oh, yes.

"Tell me something about him." »

"I don't know anything, not yet..."

“I told you. "I want you to hear me," she said desperately.

William was silent, worried but not afraid.