She looked at Jane and Jane looked at her and
somethinghappened to both of them. But the nextevening it might be, Not quite so
loud, Victoria, if you please.
Older than they were when theythreaded these
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Niels, she replies, it is time we make up for what we have donein the past
Janealways felt that there was far more in what
grandmother said thanin the words themselves. I should not have said at the time,
what youwish can never be.
Aspen leavesshiver, reflecting little points of
light from their still glossysurface. This, with a satirically amused glance at
Jane, whohad never said she didnt like Gay Street. Apparently mother found it easy;
but, then, grandmother lovedmother, which made a difference. Robert Kennedy died
when they had beenmarried about fifteen years . That house died thirty years ago,
when Robert Kennedy died, saidthe older woman. They do not flit and run: they go
quietly, sedately. Ellen stands at the gate, looking along the road which is still
nomore than a bush trail.
I should not have said at the time, what youwish
can never be. Apparently mother found it easy; but, then, grandmother lovedmother,
which made a difference. They did notlike it and made Jane feel that she fitted in
nowhere. She madeup for it when they were alone together .
Mother knew this and generally contrived that
Janeshould. Ellen stands at the gate, looking along the road which is still nomore
than a bush trail.
Dont you think you could have a bit of a
garden?
She must hatehaving all her fine friends coming to
Gay Street. The girl shook her head and the tears welled up in her big
eyes.
Light-green, virgin, the bush rears all
about.
They are notlooking at each other: they are one.
She was still speaking toward the comingmoment of, saying anything that came to
hand, at random.