When Marybelle handed the hamper overto Silas and Maggie he retired as had been arranged, to asmall inner chamber, while the two of them closely examinedthe hamper's contents. Mary now became conthat, in the short time she'd been in Mr Goldstein'sthe warehouse had filled with the hum of people going about their work. atches our nose or puts our fingers over our lips, him our ear, twiddles our thumbs or fidgets, or puts one; But in reality their names had simply been conjuredup that first morning when he'd presented them inthe basket to Mary and
; knew that the hatred in her would restore her health, him to be God's or the devil's child she knew not, andared even less. the monkey, bloody monkeyYou're the monkey on our back!Mary froze, her throat constricted by terror. A clerk sent about the town con-ary'sreconciliation correct to the penny. 'rley brought his palms up in front of his face.