The signs of tears had all gone, but some subtle change seemed to have stolen into her face. ” She spat in his face. The place was gloomy, with its darkly panelled walls, but it was sparsely furnished. The stranger started at the touch, and spoke. ” “Not long ago,” she said, “you left me in anger, partly because of this exchange of identities between Annabel and myself. She never even graduated high school, and that has been a thorn in her side ever since. “You met no one upon the stairs, or saw no one leave the flats?” “No one,” Anna answered firmly. He reached out a hand gropingly, sagged, and toppled out of the chair to the floor, where he lay very still. In spite of God and wasps and her father, she had stolen plums; and once because of discovered misdeeds, and once because she had realized that her mother was dead, she had lain on her face in the unmown grass, beneath the elmtrees that came beyond the vegetables, and poured out her soul in weeping. The sounds of the seashore infiltrated her dreams as she floated in heavenly bliss of sleep.
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