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ing the night
Arabella’s disapproving fatherJacksonhad wet the bedas troubled small boys far
from home willand was obliged by current theory to carry his sheets and pajamas
down to the laundry and wash them himselfby handunder the supervision of Betty
who had been instructed to be distant and firm. This was not represented to the boy
as a punishmentthe idea being to instruct his unconscious that future lapses would
entail inconvenience and hard work; but he was bound to feel it as reproof as he
stood at the vast stone sink which rose level to his chestsuds creeping up his bare
arms to soak his rolled-up shirtsleevesthe wet sheets as heavy as a dead dog and a
general sense of calamity numbing his will. Briony came down at intervals to check
on his progress. She was forbidden to helpand Jacksonof coursehad never
laundered a thing in his life; the two washescountless rinses and the sustained two-
handed grappling with the mangleas well as the fifteen trembling minutes he had
afterward at the kitchen table with bread and butter and a glass of watertook up
two hours’ rehearsal time.
Betty told Hardman when he came in from the morning heat for his pint of ale that it
was enough that she was having to prepare a [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]yilai:
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