She rose and attacked Lucy, kicking her with the
grafted leg that was too big for her body. He wore a French military
undress of the period, with high jack-boots, and a laced hat; and, though his
attire indicated no particular rank, he had completely the air of a person of
distinction. ‘Oh! little Vee!’ he cried, ‘little Vee!’ and
put his face between his hands and sat still for a long time before he broke out
again. And,
yet, I don't know. Sheila pounded the kitchen table,
causing the bell jar with the silk flowers to tip over and
roll to the floor. Will you find your destiny, I wonder, or will you go through
life like so many others—a wanderer, knocking ever at empty doors, homeless to
the last? Oh, if one could but find the way to your heart. She ignored it until it repeated itself. We dressed it in a little music. “The Holy Ghost! The Pope! My mother!” She
squealed. 136
They came out and said it: Lucy was needed at home
to cook and clean. Manning called. Suppose
our proper place is a shrine.
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