water was forever dripping from somewhere , but i never saw the source . let me take care of it . '' did you notice her sitting in the front row hanging on his every word ? the grey canvas of her broad side wrinkled as she moved , her long trunk rising as if in greeting , and her enormous ears flapping in the breeze she created . the thought made her aware of that wet spot on the seat of her underpants again . after a pause , he went for the gun with his left hand . 