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Shut
the
book
quick
.
Don
’
t
let
see
.
—
What
are
you
doing
?
Stephen
said
.
A
Stuart
face
of
nonesuch
Charles
,
lank
locks
falling
at
its
sides
.
It
glowed
as
she
crouched
feeding
the
fire
with
broken
boots
.
I
told
her
of
Paris
.
Late
lieabed
under
a
quilt
of
old
overcoats
,
fingering
a
pinchbeck
bracelet
,
Dan
Kelly
’
s
token
.
Nebrakada
femininum
.
—
What
have
you
there
?
Stephen
asked
.
—
I
bought
it
from
the
other
cart
for
a
penny
,
Dilly
said
,
laughing
nervously
.
Is
it
any
good
?
My
eyes
they
say
she
has
.
Do
others
see
me
so
?
Quick
,
far
and
daring
.
Shadow
of
my
mind
.
He
took
the
coverless
book
from
her
hand
.
Chardenal
’
s
French
primer
.
—
What
did
you
buy
that
for
?
he
asked
.
To
learn
French
?
She
nodded
,
reddening
and
closing
tight
her
lips
.
Show
no
surprise
.
Quite
natural
.
