181 < 22 > MICHELLE’S STORY The week at school was mostly uneventful save Michelle’s enthusiasm and constant ploys for attention. She had the dowry she needed for the lawyers were working to give her Remenham House. "I have just parted from one," said Trenchard. How long wilt thou forget me, O Lord? for ever? How long wilt thou hide thy face from me? She came upon the Song of Songs—which had been pasted down in the Enschede Bible—the burning litany of love; and from time to time she intoned some verse of tender lyric beauty. By and by—as the paroxysm subsided and he became motionless—she stole back to the bungalow to wait. Most of the vessels lying in the river were driven from their moorings, dashed tumultuously against each other, or blown ashore. ” She had not, she reflected, remembered how prominent his eyes were. I didn’t think—I don’t know what I thought. ” She said. The way it had happened was stupid, absurd. ToC After running to some distance down Seacoal Lane, Jack stopped to give a last look at the vehicle which was bearing away the remains of his beloved and illfated mother.
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