“I am sorry. She was civil, but
she was obviously impatient to know his errand. 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. “Tell me,” he said; “speak to me. They went into Michelle's tiny bedroom, bare except
for a dresser, a closet, and a miniscule single bed that
resembled her own at the Becks. An uncomfortable silence
followed. At length, after he had given up the point from sheer exhaustion, the Amazon
seized him by the throat, and pushed him backwards with such force that he
rolled over the counter. "I alone am to blame.
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