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about every morning not caring that the black people stood about in groups to
jeer at her, especially after her riding clothes grew shabby (they notice clothes, they know about
money).
Then, one day, very early I saw her horse lying down under the frangipani tree. I went up to
him but he was not sick, he was dead and his eyes were black with flies. I ran away and did not
speak of it for I thought if I told no one it might not be true. But later that day, Godfrey found him,
he had been poisoned. ‘Now we are marooned,’ my mother said, ‘now what will become of us?’
Godfrey said, ‘I can’t watch the horse night and day. I too old now. When the old time go,
let it go. No use to grab at it. The Lord make no distinction between black and white, black and
white the same for Him. Rest yourself in peace for the righteous are not forsaken.’ But she
couldn’t. She was young. How could she not try for all the things that had gone so suddenly, so
without warning. ‘You’re blind when you want to be blind,’ she said ferociously, ‘and you’re deaf
when you want to be deaf. The old hypocrite,’ she kept saying. ‘He knew what they were going to
do.’ ‘The devil prince of this world,’ Godfrey said, ‘but this world don’t last so long for mortal
man.’

/ 原版英语阅读网She persuaded a Spanish Town doctor to visit my younger brother Pierre who staggered when he
walked and couldn’t speak distinctly. I don’t know what the doctor told her or what she said to him
but he never came again and after that she changed. Suddenly, not gradually. She grew thin and
silent, and at last she refused to leave the house at all.
Our garden was large and beautiful as that garden in the Bible – the tree of life grew there.
But it had gone wild.