and strong and  indifferent. But I . I o Emmeline.

    ‘Am I not good enougraig , like t.

    I pretended not to  ed. “If I’m not good enougell me so to my face!”

    ‘You can’t read,“ I said, ”and you can’t e!“ ook my pencil from tco scratcters onto a piece of paper. ters  it  out to show me.

    I snatc out of  into a ball and tossed it to the floor.

    opped coming into tcea break. I drank my tea in tte, ep or to t,  a ed, face frozen. er, cleaning tc. I felt as tc  of sight.

    ? A feer topped coming for tea. I kne before so notice to realize tioned  Ambrose. It ions, and se failed to see oo unkind.” Sly, full of compassion for ting her reproach for me. I could have shaken her.

    ‘You do realize t you’re going to  you?“ Mild astonis passed across  it tranquil as before. Not seemed, could disturb y. I dismissed Ambrose. I gave ill t  look at o  give  ask any questions. ”You may as ely,“ I told  t  ing I errupted, cleaned tools scrupulously, taug t and tidy. t tchen door.

    ‘ ? Do you kno?“

    I shook my head.

    ‘Come on.“

    ion of the pen, and I followed him.

    ‘Don’t e any time,“ ructed me. ”Clean and quick is ts.“

    our feet and s body firmly. ion t s neck. “See?”

    I nodded.

    ‘Go on then.“

    flurried to ts round back inguiss neighbors.

    ‘Now?“

    ‘ else are you going to eat tonight?“

    t it scuttled aime, clumsily, I o it. It squaried to beat its s panic to escape, and I o keep it still