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Chapter 9
Letmeaddthatintheircompanynow—andIwascarefulalmostnevertobeoutofit—Icouldfollownoscentveryfar.Welivedinacloudofmusicandloveandsuccessandprivatetheatricals.Themusicalsenseineachofthechildrenwasofthequickest,buttheelderinespecialhadamarvelousknackofcatchingandrepeating.Theschoolroompianobrokeintoallgruesomefancies;andwhenthatfailedtherewereconfabulationsincorners,withasequelofoneofthemgoingoutinthehighestspiritsinorderto“comein”assomethingnew.Ihadhadbrothersmyself,anditwasnorevelationtomethatlittlegirlscouldbeslavishidolatersoflittleboys.Whatsurpassedeverythingwasthattherewasalittleboyintheworldwhocouldhavefortheinferiorage,sex,andintelligencesofineaconsideration.Theywereextraordinarilyatone,andtosaythattheynevereitherquarreledorcomplainedistomakethenoteofpraisecoarsefortheirqualityofsweetness.Sometimes,indeed,whenIdroppedintocoarseness,Iperhapscameacrosstracesoflittleunderstandingsbetweenthembywhichoneofthemshouldkeepmeoccupiedwhiletheotherslippedaway.Thereisanaïfside,Isuppose,inalldiplomacy;butifmypupilspracticeduponme,itwassurelywiththeminimumofgrossness.Itwasallintheotherquarterthat,afteralull,thegrossnessbrokeout.
IfindthatIreallyhangback;butImusttakemyplunge.
