God answered, “Because it is so white.”
And men ran in a great company towards the curtain, and struggled there. I heard them strike upon the floor. And when they moved away the curtain hung smooth and still; and there was a small stain upon the floor.
I said to God, “Why do they not wash it out?”
God said, “They cannot.”
And they took small stones and put them down along the edge of the curtain to keep it down. Then the men and women sat down again at the tables.
And I said to God, “Will those stones keep it down?”
God said, “What think you?”
I said, “If the wind blew?”
God said, “If the wind blew?”
And the feast went on.