"Think of all the lost heroines and explorers,"
can't." Rose petulant, Rose restless.
not?" Elaine disdained.
couldn't bear Elaine's nose at that great height and at that steep angle.
"If we could think of them they wouldn't be lost, that's what Rose intends,"
Carrie entered with particular softness.
She drew a length of milky voile through her fingers
and set it aside. She preferred teats.
paced. Her skirts rasped the floor.
wished for scissors to hack them away. She
chewed her lip; she dug her nails into her palm.