THE WINDOWyoungest daughter. She was picking Sweet Aliceon the bank. She was wild and fierce. She wouldnot "give a flower to the gentleman" as thenursemaid told her. No! no! no! she would not!She clenched her fist. She stamped. Pencil marker by HB. Possibly a paragraph marker? And Mr.Bankes felt aged and saddened and somehow putinto the wrong by her about his friendship. Hemust have dried and shrunk then.[%]

The Ramsays were not rich, and it was awonder how they managed to contrive it all.Eight children! To feed eight children onphilosophy! Here was another of them, Jasperthis time, strolling past, to have a shot at a bird,he said, nonchalantly, swinging Lily's hand like apump-handle as he passed, which caused Mr.Bankes to say, bitterly, how she was a favourite.There was education now to be considered (true,Mrs. Ramsay had something of her own perhaps)let alone the daily wear and tear of shoes andstockings which those “great fellows", all wellgrown, angular, ruthless youngsters, must require.As for being sure which was which, or in whatorder they came, that was beyond him. He calledthem privately after the Kings and Queens ofEngland; Cam the Wicked, James the Ruthless,Andrew the Just, Prue the Fair—for Prue wouldhave beauty, he thought, how could she help it?—and Andrew had[%]brains. While he walked up the39
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