And you’re as clean as fire. "And me," added Mrs. "
Noticing the draggled condition Jack was in, he then fetched him a bucket of
water, with which Jack cleansed himself as well as he could, and thanking the
honest smith, who would take nothing for his trouble, left the shop. ”
Sir John was speechless. 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. Tonight Lucy
doled out outré physiological theories of boys and their
overactive hormones. "
"Better she die by her own hand, than by that monster's," cried Jack, brandishing
the bar.
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