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  so as to catch a glimpse of me without turning round.

Her skinny little arms wrap themselves this way then that reversely about her body! Nervously she crushes her straw hat about her eyes and tilts her head to deepen the shadow— smiling excitedly!

As best as she can she hides herself in the full sunlight her cordy legs writhing beneath the little flowered dress that leaves them bare from mid-thigh to ankle—

Why has she chosen me for the knife that darts along her smile? 

THE OGRE

Sweet child, little girl with well shaped legs you cannot touch the thoughts I put over and under and around you 