’ ‘I like that,’ Gerald protested. ” She spoke like a mistress addressing school-children. She fell into a deep delirium, whispering hoarsely to her dead mother, cursing God in Heaven, cursing her doctor, cursing herself as apparitions of devils and demons pulled at her with yellow ochre hands. 181 < 22 > MICHELLE’S STORY The week at school was mostly uneventful save Michelle’s enthusiasm and constant ploys for attention. Like carpenter, like chips. " The clock tinkled ten. I beg that you will consider me your friend. Whenever McClintock had guests, he loafed with them on the west veranda in the morning. I might have known it.
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