’ ‘What are you about now, child?’ demanded Martha apprehensively. She heard his voice screaming her name into the twilight as she fled, his cries trailing like banners, weaving through the breeze that had begun to gently stir the dew on the ground. He left that arid rule clear of the least mist of refinement or delicacy. I spent this afternoon in detention.
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