The modern parts of the book were inspired by my worldview of high school as pure, unadulterated Hell. "I'm glad to find I'm right. He stood up and she ushered him out of the small room. It now came to him with an added thrill how well she had told her story; simply and directly, no skipping, no wandering hither and yon: from the first hour she could remember, to the night she had fled in the proa, a clear sustained narrative. “It’s not. Upstairs, in the little dressing-room, the panel was opened by means of tugging a small candlesconce in the wall. “All right so far,” she said to herself. She listened with growing apprehension to the tale that Gerald told, omitting any mention of pistols and daggers, and at the end delivered herself of various expletives highly unsuited to a lady of her advanced years.
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