By Ruth Suckow
A dozen tales describe the lives of people who locate power of their desires, and stories of small-town childhoods.
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She didn't know. But something. "I'll tell you what's the matter with you," Mrs. Calverton said. Susan used to go downstairs sometimes and talk to Mrs. Calverton in the evening. "You've never been in love. " Susan exclaimed. " "You think so," Mrs. Calverton said. She rocked. She was mending curtains, while Susan embroidered a stamped pink nightgown that she had bought in the "art goods department" of Stephenson's store. She ducked her mouth and bit off a thread. Susan laughed. It was funny to hear Mrs.
She tried to say that she would get out and pick some goldenrod. " Even her breathing was suspended. The world was stopping. "We've had the best out of this. " Silence. He turned toward her, and something like the old pleading Page 23 broke through the strained huskiness of his voice. It was almost like an accusation. " Silence.... " "Well, just a response. " That was all there was to it. Susan felt it, in a terrible tiredness, as she sat with her slim hands loose in her silken lap. The great autumn landscape of brown fields and tufted trees spread out beyond the hill.
By the giving of a free gift she had bound herself. what an amazing overturning of nature and fate. Gradually, what he said to her came to be: "But how can I? You knew how things were in the beginning. Well, it's just the same. They're still alive. " Even that was true. The old imperious Susan could not Page 13 even have contemplated being shut up for a night with those terrible women in that gloomy house. But it was his contentment, she thought now, that made her resentment burn. ) Nevertheless, it was his contentment, under the long habit of sacrifice to those women, with the unfailing, romantic comfort of Susan's loveno matter how he might burst out into terrible despair at times, and at times cry brokenly in her arms.
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