brownpatternlikebrains,theominouscrimsonborderrouopofthewalls,thesisterssleepinginoneroomihriftybed.

    OnFerry,intheworstpartoftown,amongthedark-skinnedPuesefreshofftheboatwiththeirearrings,flashihandinprehensiblespeeeovertheotoworkthemillswhosenewlyerectedeysclosedineveryperspective;everyyearmoreeys,moresmoke,morenewers,andtheperemptoryshriekofthewhistlethatsummoolabourasbellshadoncesummooprayer.

    ThehovelonFerrystood,or,rather,leaabibulousangleonanarrowstreetcutacrossatanobliqueanglebyanothernarrowstreet,alltheoldwoodenhomeslikeacookiejarofbrokengingerbreadhouseslurgthiswayandthatway,atershangingofftheirhingesandwindowsstuffedwitholdneers,andthesnaggedpicketfendraisedvoiunknowntonguesandhowlingofdogswho,sincepuppyhood,hadknownoftheworldonlythecircumfereheir.Outsidetheparlourwindowwerenothingbutrowsofterfeithousesthatsometimesusedtoscream.

    Suchwastheanxiousarchitectureofthetwogirlsearlychildhood.

    Ahandcameinthenightandstuckaposter,showingtheheadofatiger,ontoapicketfence.AssoonasLizziesawtheposter,shewaogotothecircus,butEmmahadnomoney,notat.Thethirteen-year-oldwaskeepinghouseatthattime,thelastskivvyjustquitwithbadwordsonbothsides.Everym,Fatherwouldputethedaysexpenses,handEmmajustsomuore.Hewasangrywheheposteronthefehoughtthecircusshouldhavepaidhimrentalfortheuse.Hecamehomeintheevening,sweetwithembalmingfluid,sawtheposter,purpledwithfury,rippeditoff,toreitup.

    Thenitper-time.EmmawasshakesatcookeryandFather,dismissingthepossibilityofanothercostlysk