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Ramona
,
extremely
frightened
,
just
looked
up
at
Eloise
.
"
All
right
.
"
Eloise
grabbed
Ramona
’
s
ankles
and
half
lifted
and
half
pulled
her
over
to
the
middle
of
the
bed
.
Ramona
neither
struggled
nor
cried
;
she
let
herself
be
moved
without
actually
submitting
to
it
.
"
Now
go
to
sleep
,
"
Eloise
said
,
breathing
heavily
.
"
Close
your
eyes
.
.
.
.
You
heard
me
,
close
them
.
"
Ramona
closed
her
eyes
.
Eloise
went
over
to
the
light
switch
and
flicked
it
off
.
But
she
stood
for
a
long
time
in
the
doorway
.
Then
,
suddenly
,
she
rushed
,
in
the
dark
,
over
to
the
night
table
,
banging
her
knee
against
the
foot
of
the
bed
,
but
too
full
of
purpose
to
feel
pain
.
She
picked
up
Ramona
’
s
glasses
and
,
holding
them
in
both
hands
,
pressed
them
against
her
cheek
.
Tears
rolled
down
her
face
,
wetting
the
lenses
.
"
Poor
Uncle
Wiggily
,
"
she
said
over
and
over
again
.
Finally
,
she
put
the
glasses
back
on
the
night
table
,
lenses
down
.
She
stooped
over
,
losing
her
balance
,
and
began
to
tuck
in
the
blankets
of
Ramona
’
s
bed
.
Ramona
was
awake
.
She
was
crying
and
had
been
crying
.
Eloise
kissed
her
wetly
on
the
mouth
and
wiped
the
hair
out
of
her
eyes
and
then
left
the
room
.
She
went
downstairs
,
staggering
now
very
badly
,
and
wakened
Mary
Jane
.
"
Wuzzat
?
Who
?
Huh
?
"
said
Mary
Jane
,
sitting
bolt
upright
on
the
couch
.
"
Mary
Jane
.
Listen
.
Please
,
"
Eloise
said
,
sobbing
.
"
You
remember
our
freshman
year
,
and
I
had
that
brawn
-
and
-
yellow
dress
I
bought
in
Boise
,
and
Miriam
Ball
told
me
nobody
wore
those
kind
of
dresses
in
New
York
,
and
I
cried
all
night
?
"
Eloise
shook
Mary
Jane
’
s
arm
.
"
I
was
a
nice
girl
,
"
she
pleaded
,
"
wasn
’
t
I
?
"
