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She
sat
down
in
back
with
Tom
,
and
Tom
looked
more
,
miserable
than
ever
.
The
one
eye
he
had
open
looked
at
the
crowd
of
ladies
and
shut
up
for
good
.
Sitting
there
,
Elmira
got
the
potion
out
and
drank
it
slowly
down
.
At
one
-
thirty
,
the
president
,
Mrs
.
Goodwater
,
banged
the
gavel
and
all
but
two
dozen
of
the
ladies
quit
talking
.
"
Ladies
,
"
she
called
out
over
the
summer
sea
of
silks
and
laces
,
capped
here
and
there
with
white
or
gray
,
"
it
’
s
election
time
.
But
before
we
start
,
I
believe
Mrs
.
Elmira
Brown
,
wife
of
our
eminent
graphologist
—
"
A
titter
ran
through
the
room
.
"
What
’
s
graphologist
?
"
Elmira
elbowed
Tom
twice
.
"
I
don
’
t
know
,
"
whispered
Tom
fiercely
,
eyes
shut
,
feeling
that
elbow
come
out
of
darkness
at
him
.
"
—
wife
,
as
I
say
,
of
our
eminent
handwriting
expert
,
Samuel
Brown
.
.
.
(
more
laughter
)
.
.
.
of
the
U
.
S
.
Postal
Service
,
"
continued
Mrs
.
Goodwater
.
"
Mrs
.
Brown
wants
to
give
us
some
opinions
.
Mrs
.
Brown
?
"
Elmira
stood
up
.
Her
chair
fell
over
backward
and
snapped
shut
like
a
bear
trap
on
itself
.
She
jumped
an
inch
off
the
floor
and
teetered
on
her
heels
,
which
gave
off
cracking
sounds
like
they
would
fall
to
dust
any
moment
.
"
I
got
plenty
to
say
,
"
she
said
,
holding
the
empty
Quaker
Oats
box
in
one
hand
with
a
Bible
.
She
grabbed
Tom
with
the
other
and
plowed
forward
,
hitting
several
people
’
s
elbows
and
muttering
to
them
,
"
Watch
what
you
’
re
doing
!
Careful
,
you
!
"
to
reach
the
platform
,
turn
,
and
knock
a
glass
of
water
dripping
over
the
table
.
She
gave
Mrs
.
Goodwater
another
bristly
scowl
when
this
happened
and
let
her
mop
it
up
with
a
tiny
handkerchief
.
Then
with
a
secret
look
of
triumph
,
Elmira
drew
forth
the
empty
philter
glass
and
held
it
up
,
displaying
it
for
Mrs
.
Goodwater
and
whispering
,
"
You
know
what
was
in
this
?
It
’
s
inside
me
,
now
,
lady
.
The
charmed
circle
surrounds
me
.
No
knife
can
cleave
,
no
hatchet
break
through
.
"
The
ladies
,
all
talking
,
did
not
hear
.
Mrs
.
Goodwater
nodded
,
held
up
her
hands
,
and
there
was
silence
.
