CHAPTER XXIII. Only identity, and a chance to be someone other than a nun. “Let us sit down for a moment,” he had said. Put him in the stocks, and there let him sleep off his drunken fit. 15 <3> A MARRIAGE, PART ONE School was winding down. He turned to Ruth and McClintock. Clarice rubbed her belly, singing songs to the unborn baby. She patted John's head with her palm, its surface appealingly fuzzy. ‘We mean you no harm,’ he said reassuringly. On a bench at the foot of the trees, with a pipe in his mouth, and a tankard by his side, sat the worthy carpenter, looking the picture of good-heartedness and benevolence. Presently she was going through a swaying, noisy crowd, whose faces grinned and stared pitilessly in the light of the electric standards. Much more temperate; the discreet and joyless love of a virtuous, reluctant, condescending wife. She made a double kill mid-month in a trailer park, a forty year old man and his seventeen year old wife, finding out too late that she was seven weeks pregnant. ‘Least of all, one who takes advantage of another’s misfortune.
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