” He sat down on her left
side and put his hand on her knee, gesturing with his
other hand. Her
relationship with John had made her the object of desire
for scores of teenage boys who had dared not previously
think of her in such a way. At the
open door stood a young man in a rich garb with a mask on his face, who was
encouraging the mob by words and gestures. 1. “Where?”
“To that ball. ”
“Why not?” She turned on him. 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. Somewhere she
had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with
their tobacco.
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