Chapter 35

           Itwasrainingwhenshecameoutofthebuildingandtheskywasadullputtycolor.Thesoldiersonthesquarehadtakenshelterintheirhutsandthestreetsweredeserted.Therewasnovehicleinsightandsheknewshewouldhavetowalkthelongwayhome.

           Thebrandyglowfadedasshetrudgedalong.Thecoldwindmadehershiverandthechillyneedle-likedropsdrovehardintoherface.TherainquicklypenetratedAuntPitty’sthincloakuntilithunginclammyfoldsabouther.Sheknewthevelvetdresswasbeingruinedandasforthetailfeathersonthebonnet,theywereasdroopinganddraggledaswhentheirformerownerhadwornthemaboutthewetbarnyardofTara.Thebricksofthesidewalkwerebrokenand,forlongstretches,completelygone.Inthesespotsthemudwasankledeepandherslippersstuckinitasifitwereglue,evencomingcompletelyoffherfeet.Everytimeshebentovertoretrievethem,thehemofthedressfellinthemud.Shedidnoteventrytoavoidpuddlesbutsteppeddullyintothem,draggingherheavyskirtsafterher.Shecouldfeelherwetpetticoatandpantaletscoldaboutherankles,butshewasbeyondcaringaboutthewreckofthecostumeonwhichshehadgambledsomuch.Shewaschilledanddisheartenedanddesperate.

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