Girls who had envied her former position as John’s amour passed no opportunity to utter cryptic remarks as she sat in Study Hall, walked down hallways, or rinsed her hands in the bathroom. Already she missed all of her fine things, her linens and leather bound books. So, one day, because God was wroth, her mother ran away with a blackguard, and died in the gutter, miserably. The brown house, almost exactly the same as the Beck’s, turned black as pitch in the gloom. She had something of the feeling a Hindoo must experience who has been into surroundings or touched something that offends his caste.
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