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Chapter 8

           

           Shecameback,withsomebreadandmeatandalittlemugofbeer.Sheputthemugdownonthestonesoftheyard,andgavemethebreadandmeatwithoutlookingatme,asinsolentlyasifIwereadogindisgrace.Iwassohumiliated,hurt,spurned,offended,angry,sorryIcannothitupontherightnameforthesmartGodknowswhatitsnamewasthattearsstartedtomyeyes.Themomenttheysprangthere,thegirllookedatmewithaquickdelightinhavingbeenthecauseofthem.Thisgavemepowertokeepthembackandtolookather:so,shegaveacontemptuoustossbutwithasense,Ithought,ofhavingmadetoosurethatIwassowoundedandleftme.

           Butwhenshewasgone,Ilookedaboutmeforaplacetohidemyfacein,andgotbehindoneofthegatesinthebrewery-lane,andleanedmysleeveagainstthewallthere,andleanedmyforeheadonitandcried.AsIcried,Ikickedthewall,andtookahardtwistatmyhair;sobitterweremyfeelings,andsosharpwasthesmartwithoutaname,thatneededcounteraction.

           Mysister’sbringinguphadmademesensitive.Inthelittleworldinwhichchildrenhavetheirexistencewhosoeverbringsthemup,thereisnothingsofinelyperceivedandsofinelyfeltasinjustice.Itmaybeonlysmallinjusticethatthechildcanbeexposedto;butthechildissmall,anditsworldissmall,anditsrocking-horsestandsasmanyhandshigh,accordingtoscale,asabig-bonedIrishhunter.

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