‘You dare to come to me? What do you wish of
me? Why have you come? I do not want you!’ She swept round on Gerald
abruptly and he braced for the onslaught. Everybody looked askance at everybody
else. "Owen, Owen," pursued Mrs. “Holy shit!”
Giggling and snickering was amplified by asbestos tiles
and reverberated by metal desks. “Do you play an instrument?”
“I play the fiddle sometimes. I do not
want to hear from you even the threat of disobedience. We men are like children. You’ll have to go back to
Remenham House. The world, perhaps,
will be educated out of its idea of fixed standards. The audience was made up of parents, teachers, and a
few other curious folks from town, all sitting hushed in
anticipatory silence as the school orchestra assembled
onstage. Celeste introduced him to me—oh, how Celeste hated me! She must
have known. T’weren’t fitting, we knew that. His appearance excited the
greatest astonishment and consternation amid the group. Clotilde rushed out of the house,
carrying her boy and tugging her girl by the ear.
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