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“
How
many
did
you
take
?
Twenty
?
”
“
I
didn
’
t
count
.
”
He
laughed
.
“
Enjoy
’
em
,
”
he
said
.
“
It
’
ll
be
cold
turkey
tomorrow
.
”
*
*
*
At
Methuen
she
went
directly
to
bed
and
slept
deeply
for
twelve
hours
.
In
the
morning
,
after
breakfast
,
Fergussen
once
again
his
usual
distant
self
,
told
her
to
go
to
Mrs
.
Deardorff
’
s
office
.
Surprisingly
,
she
wasn
’
t
afraid
.
The
pills
had
worn
off
,
but
she
felt
rested
and
calm
.
While
getting
dressed
she
had
made
an
extraordinary
discovery
.
Deep
in
the
pocket
of
her
serge
skirt
,
survivors
of
her
being
caught
,
her
trip
to
the
hospital
,
her
undressing
and
then
dressing
again
,
were
twenty
-
three
tranquilizers
.
She
had
to
take
her
toothbrush
out
of
its
holder
to
get
them
all
in
.
Mrs
.
Deardorff
kept
her
waiting
almost
an
hour
.
Beth
didn
’
t
care
.
She
read
in
National
Geographic
about
a
tribe
of
Indians
who
lived
in
the
holes
of
cliffs
.
Brown
people
with
black
hair
and
bad
teeth
.
In
the
pictures
there
were
children
everywhere
,
often
snuggled
up
against
the
older
people
.
It
was
all
strange
;
she
had
never
been
touched
very
much
by
older
people
,
except
for
punishment
.
She
did
not
let
herself
think
about
Mrs
.
Deardorff
’
s
razor
strop
.
If
Deardorff
was
going
to
use
it
,
she
could
take
it
.
Somehow
she
sensed
that
what
she
had
been
caught
doing
was
of
a
magnitude
beyond
usual
punishment
.
And
,
deeper
than
that
,
she
was
aware
of
the
complicity
of
the
orphanage
that
had
fed
her
and
all
the
others
on
pills
that
would
make
them
less
restless
,
easier
to
deal
with
.
*
*
*
Mrs
.
Deardorff
did
not
invite
her
to
sit
.
Mr
.
Schell
was
seated
on
Mrs
.
Deardorff
’
s
little
blue
chintz
sofa
,
and
in
the
red
armchair
sat
Miss
Lonsdale
.
Miss
Lonsdale
was
in
charge
of
chapel
.
Before
she
had
started
slipping
off
to
play
chess
on
Sundays
,
Beth
had
listened
to
some
of
Miss
Lonsdale
’
s
chapel
talks
.
They
were
about
Christian
service
and
about
how
bad
dancing
and
Communism
were
,
as
well
as
some
other
things
Miss
Lonsdale
was
not
specific
about
.
“
We
have
been
discussing
your
case
for
the
past
hour
,
Elizabeth
,
”
Mrs
.
Deardorff
said
.
Her
eyes
,
fixed
on
Beth
,
were
cold
and
dangerous
.
