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esses and rough striped towels. Each
back window seemed to have a pair of sand-shoes on the sill and some
lumps of rock or a bucket or a collection of pawa shells. The bush
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quivered in a haze of heat; the sandy road was empty except for the Trouts'
dog Snookerwho lay stretched in the very middle of it. His blue eye
was turned uphis legs stuck out stifflyand he gave an occasional
desperate-sounding puffas much as to say he had decided to make an end
of it and was only waiting for some kind cart to come along.
What are you looking atmy grandma? Why do you keep stopping
and sort of staring at the wall?
Kezia and her grandmother were taking their siesta together. The
little girlwearing only her short drawers and her under-bodiceher arms
and legs barelay on one of the puffed-up pillows of her grandma's bed
and the old womanin a white ruffled dressing-gownsat in a rocker at the
windowwith a long piece of pink knitting in her lap. This room that
they sharedlike the other rooms of the bungalowwas of light varnished
wood and the floor was bare. The furniture was of the shabbiestthe
simplest. The dressing-tablefor instancewas a packing-case in a
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