of reacer on ts and crab-apples. t you used to eat mucaste if you clean t of ty, and so are tems of various grasses. tter, and pig-nuts, and a kind of e. Even plantain seeds are better thing when you’re a long way from home and very hungry.
Joe o pay Katie Simmons eigo take us out for ernoons. Katie’s fateen c t for odd jobs. S very different from ours. So drag me by t enougy over us to prevent us from being run over by dogcarts or c so far as conversation on equal terms. e used to go for long, trailing kind of ing t tments, across Roper’s Meadoo ts and tiny carp in it (Joe and I used to go fis older), and back by to pass t-s stood on toion t anyone bankrupt, and to my o imes a s-s it ion for c o glue our noses against tie in t above ss and quarrelling over ss uff called Paradise Mixture, mostly broken ss from ottles, ols, popcorn kinds of ss, a gold ring, and sometimes a see prize packets nos toes printed on ticky pink stuff in an oval matciny tin spoon to eat it a s, and so e pipes and sugar matc standby Penny Monsters? Does one ever see a Penny Monster no le, of fizzy lemonade, all for a penny. t’s anot tone dead.
It alo be summer coming out of t in t coming trailing along, eating stuff out of tie dragging at my arm and saying ‘Come on, Baby!’ and sometimes yelling ao Joe, ‘Joe! You come back ‘ere te! You’ll catc!’ Joe of remendous calves, t seven into s trousers, ockings dra clumping boots t boys o ill in frocks—a kind of Moto make for me. Katie used to descended from sister to sister in ails , and a long, draggled skirt ton boots rodden do mucaller t not bad at ‘minding’ c a c as soon as it’s times sry to be groing you s o care’, sely:
‘Don’t care o care, Don’t care in a pot And boiled till he was done.’
Or if you called rue one day ting along pretending to be a soldier and fell into a co. tle rat-reet beo dodge going to sco do in tarted running errands and doing ot a montealing turnips. Sopped taking us ou