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ew his mustachehe was a trade unionist.
There was a sighting of himback in the days of the General Strikecarrying
pamphlets on a train.
Besideswhat would she ask of the village constable? By the time he had told her
that boys would be boys and raised a search party of half a dozen local men from
their bedsan hour would have passedand the twins would have come back on their
ownscared into their senses by the immensity of the world at night. In factit was
not the boys who were on her mindbut their motherher sisteror rather her
incarnation within the wiry frame of Lola. When Emily rose from the dining table to
comfort the girlshe was surprised by a feeling of resentment. The more she felt it
the more she fussed over Lola to hide it. The scratch on her face was undeniablethe
bruising on her arm really rather shockinggiven that it was inflicted by little boys.
But an old antagonism afflicted Emily. It was her sister Hermione she was
soothing—Hermionestealer of sceneslittle mistress of histrionicswhom she
pressed against her breasts. As of oldthe more Emily seethedthe more attentive
she became. And when poor Briony found the boys’ letterit was the same
antagonism that had made Emily turn on hyilai:
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