Playing Beatie Bow

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She had been christened Lynette.
Her mother apologised. ‘It must have been the anaesthetic. I felt as tight as a tick for days. And Daddy was so thrilled to have a daughter that he wouldn’t have minded if I’d called you Ophelia.’ So for the first ten years of her life she was Lynnie Kirk, and happy as a lark. A hot-headed rag of a child, she vibrated with devotion for many things and people, including her parents. She loved her mother, but her father was a king.
So when he said good-bye to her,
... before he went off with another lady, she was outraged to the point of speechlessness that he could like someone so much better than herself that he didn’t want to live in the same house with her any more.
‘I’ll come and see you often, Lynnie, I promise I shall,’ he had said. And she, who could not bear to see a puppy slapped or a cockroach trodden on, hit him hard on the nose. She had never forgotten his shocked eyes above the blood-stained handkerchief. Very blue eyes they were, for he was half Norwegian.
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