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Her aunt was blandly amiable above a certain tremulous
undertow, and talked as if to a caller about the alarming spread of marigolds that
summer at the end of the garden, a sort of Yellow Peril to all the smaller hardy
annuals, while her father brought some papers to table and presented himself as
preoccupied with them. But that title
he would not endure. She took a shower after a particularly harsh
volleyball debacle only to find that her locker had been
picked and her outfit of the day, gray sweatpants and a
shapeless pink sweater, were gone. I will ring if I want you. But I'll take care of her bill, if worst comes to worst. After
all, she found herself reflecting, behind her aunt’s complacent visage there was a
past as lurid as any one’s—not, of course, her aunt’s own personal past, which
was apparently just that curate and almost incredibly jejune, but an ancestral past
with all sorts of scandalous things in it: fire and slaughterings, exogamy,
marriage by capture, corroborees, cannibalism! Ancestresses with perhaps dim
anticipatory likenesses to her aunt, their hair less neatly done, no doubt, their
manners and gestures as yet undisciplined, but still ancestresses in the direct line,
must have danced through a brief and stirring life in the woady buff. ” And seeing that Hetty and Constance were obviously
developing objections, she plunged at once into a demand for help. "I don't see why I should be obliged to pay for doing
my duty.
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