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181 < 22 > MICHELLE’S STORY The week at school was mostly uneventful save Michelle’s enthusiasm and constant ploys for attention. At the door to the kitchen, he called out, ‘Pottiswick!’ The old man came out, shoving his chin in the air and glaring. He seemed wholly insensible to the rain, though it presently descended in torrents, and continued his search as ardently as before. And when she learned that she had been doubly cheated, what then? His thoughts began to fall on her side of the scales, and his own misery grew lighter as he anticipated hers. She fixed her eyes upon it and ran, keeping always as far as possible in the shadow of the hedge, gazing fearfully every now and then down along the valley for the white smoke of the train. “Sheila and Mark McCloskey?” Michelle asked. She was honest again. It was a bizarre sight, a miniature manor, replicated fully, walled in gray limestone. "My sight is failing me. Members of the crowd looked over their shoulders and stared at her through the smoky haze.
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