I was very glad to see Stirling again and had a strong sense that Aunt Queen would be disturbed if she knew. I knelt down before her. 'They were dead bodies, Aunt Queen,' I said. It passed belief, and she concluded that there was something in the world of men that enabled them to definevictory in terms that no woman would ever understand.
I felt it was best. And then no more Rebecca, just as there was no more Patsy. When I reached the front steps I sat down with the leather-bound book I'd found in Rebecca Stanford's trunk, and tried to make out the writing inside. I told them how much I wanted to be part of them.
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