The Little Girl
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- Crying too much to explain, she lay on the bed in the shadowed room. Then Father came into the room with a ruler in his hands.
- Oh, no, no.
- I am going to beat you for this.
- Sit up, and hold out your hands. You must be taught once and for all not to touch what does not belong to you.
- But it was for your b-b-birthday.
- Here's a clean hanky, darling. Blow your nose. Go to sleep, you will forget all about it in the morning. I tried to explain to Father but he was too upset to listen tonight.
- Hours later, when Grandmother had wrapped her in a shawl and rocked her in a rocking chair, the child clung to her soft body.
- What did god make fathers for?
- The Macdonalds lived next door. They had five children. Looking through the gap in the fence the little girl saw them playing tag in the evening. The father tried to catch them laughing al, the time. Then she decided there were different sorts of fathers.
- Suddenly, one day, mother became ill, and she and grandmother went to hospital. The little girl was left alone in the house with Alice, the cook. It was all right in the day, but while Alice was putting her to bed she grew suddenly afraid.
- You just go to sleep, child, and don't scream and wake your poor Pa.
- What'll I do if I have a nightmare? I often have nightmares and then Grannie takes me into her bed- I can't stay in the dark- it all gets 'whispery'...
- But the same old nightmare came- the butcher with a knife and a rope, who came nearer and nearer, smiling that dreadful smile, while she could not move, could only stand still, crying out.
- Grandma! Grandma!
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