单项选择题
| Two travelers engaged in a warm dispute about the color of the Chameleon. One of them affirmed it was blue, that he had seen it with his own eyes upon the naked branch of a tree, feeding on the air in a very clear day. The other strongly asserted it was green, and that he had viewed it very closely and minutely upon the broad leaf of a fig tree. Both of them were positive, and the dispute was rising to a quarrel; but a third person luckily coming by, they agreed to refer the question to his decision. "Gentlemen," said the Arbitrator, "You could not have been more lucky in your reference, as I happen to have caught one of them last night; but, indeed, you are both mistaken, for the creature is totally black." "Black, impossible." "Nay," said the Umpire, with great assurance, "the matter may be soon decided, for I immediately enclosed my Chameleon in a little box, and here it is." So saying, he drew it out of his pocket, opened the box, and, lo! It was white as snow. |