Her father was holding her waist, smiling. ’ ‘I have English a little,’ the girl offered, her voice shaking as she essayed a smile and sank into a curtsy. Teddy overtook her, a little out of breath, his innocent face flushed, his straw-colored hair disordered. Perhaps an hour later he would begin again. She was not altogether surprised when she found a deer, gutted of its entrails and strung with a garland of flowers, on the cave’s doorstep one humid summer morning. One side of the face was white with foamy lather and the other ruddy-cheeked and blue-jawed. . . You'll live to hate chicken; and the man in you will rise up and demand strong drink.
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