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"You'll receive the packet Thursday morning?" I inquired
"Excuse me--I thought that was just what you ARE doing."
"You WILL be carried away by the little gentleman!"
"In Harley Street."
I was upset again. "Then you HAVE known him--?"
On reflection I accepted this. "You mean that a boy who never is--?"
"Is no boy for ME!"
"In answer to the letter?" I had made up my mind. "Nothing."
"Yes. You must know now. Did I look very queer?"
Mrs. Grose gazed round us in vain. "Then where is he gone?"
Mrs. Grose looked round again. "What was he doing on the tower?"
I found I had no need to think. "No." She gazed in deeper wonder. "No."
"What IS he? He's a horror."
"He's--God help me if I know WHAT he is!"
"It won't do THEM--! I nodded at the house
I spoke boldly. "I'm afraid of HIM."
"Till I came out. I came to meet him."
She visibly tried to hold herself. "But he IS handsome?"
I caught it up. "You DO know him?"
"Little Miles? That's what he wants!"
"Never by the least allusion. And you tell me they were `great friends'?"
"No. I couldn't--and I can't now!" And the poor woman burst into tears
"Do you mean aware of HIM?"
"Miss Jessel. You don't believe me?" I pressed
"Because I'm clear. Flora doesn't want me to know."
"Likes SUCH things--a scrap of an infant!"
"Know? By seeing her! By the way she looked."
Mrs. Grose tried to see it. "Fixed her?"
I turned it over; I again saw. "Yes--she was a lady."
"With HER?"
"Miss Flora was with the woman. It suited them all!"
"At midnight. When I'm bad I AM bad!"
"Which is what she did do." It was I who fell into the trap!
I stared. "To ME?" I had a sudden fear of what she might do. "'Him'?"
"He ought to BE here--he ought to help."
"Does my uncle think what YOU think?"
I markedly rested. "How do you know what I think?"
She showed her surprise. "A friend--YOU?"
"I wish indeed he would. And what did Flora say?"
"For we've never in the least known what!" Mrs. Grose declared
"You needn't tell him anything. _I_'ll tell him."
"I tell the bailiff. HE writes."
He turned it over. "Very likely. But what things?"
Mrs. Grose stared. "Without a hat?"
"She's with HER?"
"'Divine'?" Mrs. Grose bewilderedly echoed
"So long with Quint? Yes--I don't mind that now."
"And if she IS there--"
"Then Miss Jessel is?"
"That's exactly what we must learn." And I started to walk further
"From ME?" I panted
"I don't contradict her. What else can I do?"
She was still vague. "And what IS your remedy?"
She shook her head with dignity. "I've HEARD--!"
"Goodness knows! Master Miles--"
"Do you mean HE took it?" I gasped
I turned it over--I tried to be more judicial. "Well--perhaps."
"No--I suppose we shouldn't. Of course we have the others."
"Burned it?" It was now or never. "Is that what you did at school?"
"Everything. Therefore DID you--?" But I couldn't say it again
"No--only a few. Those I liked."
"What I suppose I sometimes said. To write home."
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James - The Turn of the Screw

James - The Turn of the Screw

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