To be alone with her,
in idleness, was an intolerable thought. . But I have heard that he almost had
to leave the schools. 'He that woos a maid',—
fol-de-rol—(hiccupping). He had grabbed her in the stream, embracing
her naked body tightly, running his hands over her breasts
and clutching her buttocks. It was about—a question of what I might do or
might not do. It surprised her she hadn’t thought of
it before! She tried to explain that she was going to pay him forty pounds
without fail next week. “Now she’s all hat and ideas,” he said, with an air of humor. Her eyes followed
him. I can’t. He was the beachcomber, or the old sailor with the black
pearl (Ruth's tales), or the wastrel musician McClintock had described to him. His sister appeared. And thus it was that she
came upon a book of Stevenson's verse—her first adventure into poetry.
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