She moved then, fast, taking refuge behind a Chinese screen that was set beside the four-poster at the back of the room. Her relationship with John had made her the object of desire for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously think of her in such a way. You hurt the child. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. She crushed the letter in her hand. I know that you are all my friends, and I know that you all have very good advice to give me.
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