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Of Flesh All the Way: The Harmlessness of the Serpent and the Wisdom of the Dove
by Mrs Elle Tabuu
'Come here, my poor pale-faced, heavy-eyed boy, come and sit down by me', she said. Modesty covered him with confusion and compelled him to be silent. She was, however, all smiles and sweetness. 'Oh, my dear', said she, 'My unhappy hero, you are at once so very right and so very wrong'. She looked handsomer than ever.
He said little, but noted everything, with staring eyes, ghastly pale, and with despair branded upon every line of his face. Where, where, he asked himself, was it all to end? Was it to be always sin, shame and sorrow, in the future as it had been in the past? His heart fainted within him: the mangled bones of too many murdered confessions were lying whitening round the skirts of his mother's dress.
Then it all came out. There was an end of it. Oh, it was sublime! She wept bitterly and buried her head in her pillow. He took all his sermons and put them in fire - and his eyes were sparkling with pleasure.
'I am sorry I was not stronger', he said, 'but to do as I did was my only chance'.
by Mrs Elle Tabuu
'Come here, my poor pale-faced, heavy-eyed boy, come and sit down by me', she said. Modesty covered him with confusion and compelled him to be silent. She was, however, all smiles and sweetness. 'Oh, my dear', said she, 'My unhappy hero, you are at once so very right and so very wrong'. She looked handsomer than ever.
He said little, but noted everything, with staring eyes, ghastly pale, and with despair branded upon every line of his face. Where, where, he asked himself, was it all to end? Was it to be always sin, shame and sorrow, in the future as it had been in the past? His heart fainted within him: the mangled bones of too many murdered confessions were lying whitening round the skirts of his mother's dress.
Then it all came out. There was an end of it. Oh, it was sublime! She wept bitterly and buried her head in her pillow. He took all his sermons and put them in fire - and his eyes were sparkling with pleasure.
'I am sorry I was not stronger', he said, 'but to do as I did was my only chance'.