“Come, we must go home and have some
luncheon. She thought of her father in the garden, and of her aunt with her Patience, as she
had seen them—how many ages was it ago? Just one day intervened. Spurling,
who did not dare to exhibit her satisfaction otherwise than by privately pinching
the arm of her expected husband. ’
‘You may arrest me later. ”
“Please get off at the next exit. ‘Pig! Pig, a thousand times!’
Running footsteps could be heard now, and she knew that the commotion was
bringing the nuns, just as she had hoped. And then
you go—and half throttle me. You see,
my riddle is solved. When the word “FREAK” appeared
scratched in the persimmon colored paint on her locker,
she knew that in some fragile young woman’s mind a war
had escalated from imaginary to physical.
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