. She had a horrible glimpse of the once nice little old lady being also borne stationward, still faintly battling and very muddy—one lock of grayish hair straggling over her neck, her face scared, white, but triumphant. I declare I'm almost afraid to go to the door. ‘All this gadding about. "But, we'll soon see. ” 152 < 19 > THE WINDS OF NOVEMBER The Thanksgiving season brought a fierce wind that relentlessly whipped around the brick corners of the school. Of course I tripped right when I went to school at seven in the morning, so I sat in the Nurse’s office for six hours until my Dad got off work! It hurt, too, and they aren’t allowed to give children painkillers. One of her duties, after she had been taught to read, had been to read aloud after breakfast and before going to bed. So the young fool had not told her! McClintock had suspected as much. "'Sdeath!" cried Jonathan, staring at the breach in the wall. She read beautifully because the fixed form of the poem signified nothing.
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