She sat drawn together in her chair in the corner of the box, at a loss what to say or do—afraid, curious, perplexed. We all did that in our youth, when first we came upon a fine story; else we were worthless metal indeed. You are your own Heaven and your own Hell, Lucy. Nuns, I mean. “You would have been treated differently in the Old World, the one where I came from. It throbs cruelly. Brown was no fool, and he understood the sudden onus of the other children to share the limelight. “Did you see who that was?” he asked in a low tone. I could see his little animal brain churning away, inventing plans for me, formulating his revenge.
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