The Wives of Bath (2001)
“All around me girls read their books or looked out the window toward the ravine, where the orange-red maples and yellow beeches shimmered in the watery afternoon sunlight. Then, from far down the corridor, I heard a rhythmic pounding so faint I paid no attention. Behind me, one of my studymates started slapping the top of her desk. A moment later, all the girls were slapping their desks with their palms, like oarmasters in the movie Spartacus beating time for the slaves who rowed old Roman gall...eys. And now, just as quickly as it had started, the noise of the girls’ hands died away. I looked up and found myself staring right into the Virgin’s eyes. The desk slapping, which imitated the sound of the Virgin’s footfalls, had been a warning that everybody except me understood. The Virgin pointed to the nail polish on my desk and beckoned to me. I couldn’t move. My legs had turned to water, the way you find yourself in dreams, when you try to run and can’t.
Angrily, the Virgin flung open our study door.MoreLess
Angrily, the Virgin flung open our study door.MoreLess
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