Day after day she pounded him with curses, saying that her mother looked down on him from Heaven and sent a curse, to which he laughed. She could still remember herself at age five, staring knives and daggers at the men who came into the small yarn shop, under pretense of business but really just to leer. " "You need not," replied Jack, in a tone of the deepest compunction. You have not considered the advantages. But the possible attitude of her father she had still to face. Lord, what a state I was in! Night after night I sat there, I watched her come in, I watched her go. His hair flew out from the sides of his head like black bats from a belfry, it was unruly and long. Like carpenter, like chips. She had changed into dungarees herself and kept her hair as it was.
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