Of course Woo had enemies. The cackling laugh of the parrot, Jane, crazed her. The fact that both were tropical creatures did not link them. It was the human peculiarities of each which annoyed the other. The parrot’s words fooled the monkey; Woo’s grasping hands enraged the bird—hands that…
Author: Emily Carr
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Lizzie was dressing for work in frantic haste. Her fresh uniform lay upon the bed awaiting the mother-of-pearl links she had removed for its washing. They sparkled on the dressing table and caught Woo’s eye. Lizzie said, “Put those links in my dress, Milly,” but before I could reach…