HESTER’S DIARY II
From tation I made a po t ment wold be coming her will be sorry,” he said.
‘ill she?“
‘Of course she will.“
‘I o go back. I t er.“
‘here?“
‘t Angelfield.“
‘Bones?“
‘One of ting today.“
‘Gracious.“
‘to get in toucer to ask it. And er is dying. I can’t leave here. She needs me.“
‘I see.“ his voice was serious.
‘Don’t tell Mot Miss inter and er ire twins.“
. t said, “You ake care, you, Margaret?”
***A quarter of an er I tled into my seat next to taking er’s diary out of my pocket.
I so understand a great deal more about optics. Sitting sig in tated, for s supposed to be in t all, but outside, getting ake, of course, for I o look out of to see t sside, and er, too, playing nicely for once. I a misleading glimpse of, to be precise, must come in ted in tion (On reflection! An unintended drollery!), it is t caused my misapprerangeness in tical o seeing t t expect to be, and at times o be else of interpreting every movement out of t reflected in a mirror presents itself in a very convincing manner to te dress. to guard against errors suco teaco vie preconception, to abandon all ual modes of t. to be said in favor of suctitude in principle. to t its root ty to see afres to be understood for centuries. live by sucime it ake if every aspect of experience o be scrutinized afrese of every day. No; in order to free ourselves from t is essential t e mucerpretation of to t lo deals