The doctor found my foot had a dislocated toe, a split bone—results of an old injury. His treatment made no improvement. “We will have to amputate that toe,” he said. “I do not care to do it, though, without the consent of your home people; your general condition is…
The make-believe gentility of Miss Green’s Paying-Guest-House became intolerable to me. An injury received to my foot out in Canada was causing me great pain. Transportation from Miss Green’s to the Westminster School was difficult and indirect. I made this my excuse to change my living quarters. Miss Green…
Across from the dim archway of the Architectural Museum was a tiny grocer shop owned and run by Widow Simpson, a woman mild-voiced and spare. The little shop was darkly over-shadowed in the narrow street by the Architectural Museum. Pinched in between the grey of the street and the…
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