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           Somethinghardlyanyoneelsecanhavedone.Isteeledmyselfwhenwewerenaked.Ilearntwhat"tosteeloneself"meant.

           ThelastoftheLadymontme.It’sdead.

           IrememberdrivingPiers’scarsomewherenearCarcassonne.Theyallwantedmetostop.ButIwantedtodoeighty.AndIkeptmyfootdownuntilIdid.Theotherswerefrightened.SowasI.

           ButitprovedIcoulddoit.

           (Lateafternoon.)ReadingTheTempestagainalltheafternoon.Notthesameatall,nowwhat’shappenedhashappened.ThepityShakespearefeelsforhisCaliban,Ifeel(beneaththehateanddisgust)formyCaliban.Half-creatures.

           "Nothonour’dwithahumanshape."

           "Calibanmyslave,whoneveryieldsuskindanswer."

           "Whomstripesmaymove,notkindness."

           PROS...andlodgedthee

           Inmineowncell,tillthoudidstseektoviolate

           Thehonourofmychild.

           CAL.Oho,Oho!—Would’thadbeendone!

           Thoudidstpreventme;Ihadpeopledelse

           ThisislewithCalibans...

           Prospero’scontemptforhim.Hisknowingthatbeingkindisuseless.

           StephanoandTrinculoarethefootballpools.Theirwine,themoneyhewon.

           ActIII,scene2."Icriedtodreamagain."PoorCaliban.Butonlybecauseheneverwonthepools.

           "I’llbewisehereafter."

           "Obravenewworld."

           Osicknewworld.

           He’sjustgone.IsaidIwouldfastunlessheletmecomeupstairs.Freshairanddaylighteveryday.Hehedged.Hewasbeastly.Sarcastic.HeactuallysaidIwas"forgettingwhowasboss."

           He’schanged.Hefrightensmenow.