Perhaps you should put your head down.โ I knew this was the thing to do, although Iโve never fainted and I donโt intend to.
Franny BillingsleyI donโt mind the disapproving ones so much. Itโs the tolerant ones I canโt stand, the ones who smile at Rose, who speak to her ever so slowly and gently. They donโt realize how very intelligent Rose really is. Theyโre just terrifically pleased with themselves. Look at me! they all but shout. See how broad-minded I am! How wonderfully progressive, how fantastically twentieth century!
Franny BillingsleyHe scooped up my arm, swung me round. โLet go, Cecil,โ I said. โIโve a strange dislike of being forced.โ โBut Briony,โ he said, โIโm so full of good spirits. I could walk to London, I think!โ Why didnโt he?
Franny BillingsleyI don't like my shoes,' said Rose. 'I'm wearing my shoes and you don't see me complain.' 'You only hear a person complain,' said Rose. 'Not see.' How has Rose lived for seventeen years and no one has killed her, not once?
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