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In
a
giggling
peal
young
goldbronze
voices
blended
,
Douce
with
Kennedy
your
other
eye
.
They
threw
young
heads
back
,
bronze
gigglegold
,
to
let
freefly
their
laughter
,
screaming
,
your
other
,
signals
to
each
other
,
high
piercing
notes
.
Ah
,
panting
,
sighing
,
sighing
,
ah
,
fordone
,
their
mirth
died
down
.
Miss
Kennedy
lipped
her
cup
again
,
raised
,
drank
a
sip
and
gigglegiggled
.
Miss
Douce
,
bending
over
the
teatray
,
ruffled
again
her
nose
and
rolled
droll
fattened
eyes
.
Again
Kennygiggles
,
stooping
,
her
fair
pinnacles
of
hair
,
stooping
,
her
tortoise
napecomb
showed
,
spluttered
out
of
her
mouth
her
tea
,
choking
in
tea
and
laughter
,
coughing
with
choking
,
crying
:
—
O
greasy
eyes
!
Imagine
being
married
to
a
man
like
that
!
she
cried
.
With
his
bit
of
beard
!
Douce
gave
full
vent
to
a
splendid
yell
,
a
full
yell
of
full
woman
,
delight
,
joy
,
indignation
.
—
Married
to
the
greasy
nose
!
she
yelled
.
Shrill
,
with
deep
laughter
,
after
,
gold
after
bronze
,
they
urged
each
each
to
peal
after
peal
,
ringing
in
changes
,
bronzegold
,
goldbronze
,
shrilldeep
,
to
laughter
after
laughter
.
And
then
laughed
more
.
Greasy
I
knows
.
Exhausted
,
breathless
,
their
shaken
heads
they
laid
,
braided
and
pinnacled
by
glossycombed
,
against
the
counterledge
.
All
flushed
(
O
!
)
,
panting
,
sweating
(
O
!
)
,
all
breathless
.
Married
to
Bloom
,
to
greaseabloom
.
—
O
saints
above
!
miss
Douce
said
,
sighed
above
her
jumping
rose
.
I
wished
I
hadn
’
t
laughed
so
much
.
I
feel
all
wet
.
