For a while he threatened her. I said I’d make shirts. ’ She bit her lip, frowning. For the face under her gaze she could find but one expression—fine. ’ She was silent for a space, and it was evident that this part of the story was still too painful to be recalled with ease. The boy was bright and inquisitive as he was subtle. She said she hoped she had not distressed him by the course she had felt obliged to take, and he told her not to be a fool. Nevertheless, she was still fighting. “Dear friend,” she said, “do you not think that you are breaking an unspoken compact? I am very sorry. They WERE weird. It was precious for two reasons: it was the photograph of her beautiful mother whom she could not remember, and it would identify her to the aunt in Hartford. Beneath the serene unconcern of Ann Veronica’s face was a boiling tumult. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. The land about these walls is a common graveyard. ” “But—” “He left her alone.
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