One night, she drew
close to him in bed, trying to warm herself by embracing
his back. ‘Oh, peste. As
she hoisted her skirts near her waist, she thought ruefully
of the last time she had worn such an elaborate gown,
sometime near 1910 when petticoats were still considered
hip everyday garb. Confound this slavery of sex! I am a man! I will get this
under if I am killed in doing it!”
She scowled into the cold blacknesses about her. The procession had just got into line of march, when a dreadful groan, mixed
with yells, hootings, and execrations, was heard. "What I said about natural children doesn't apply to you. . The Supper at Mr. “I’ve brought you up some dinner, Vee,” she said. Anyhow, he did not sentimentalize her. "A bit up in the world again; eh?"
"Why did you bother with me?"
"Because no human being has the right to die. A long chest under one of the windows was
open, some of its contents dragged out and spilling onto the floor.
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