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Show Acting Alone pa g e 49 ter Gorgonia usually conducts the guided tours. But she's making a private retreat now in Saint Ubaldus Hall; and Sister Cunegunde, who is the regular librarian, is adoring. I'm just a substitute librarian, but I suppose that -" "Okay then. Let's go. Are there really some steps where you've got to walk on your knees? And do you guys really have to kneel all during lunch and sleep on rocks and -" He was already out the door. She followed him down the oaken stairs and out into the reasonably clean mountain air. It felt interesting to walk behind someone who blocked everthing from view. Polycarpana herself was used to being in the blocking position. Shanny was quite fashionably petite; but Polycarpana had gotten all the height in the family and was quite tall for a woman. Women were whom she spent ninety-five percent of her time among, and she liked to feel small, as now. "I think it's nice that a composition professor would think up field trips," she said as they trudged the gravel parking lot together under the aspens. She felt rather childish about this, but she wanted to let him know that she knew something about college life in the great world, and wasn't just another cloistered pillar saint. She said, "College comp programs are always so by-the-book and dry and impersonal and routine. But I can tell you that Shanny really likes to go on field tr -" "Nah," he said again, and proceeded in a single breath to pooh-pooh every notion she'd just expressed, along with a few she hadn't expressed. "That was no honest-to-Jesus field trip. I'd just read about those Poe |
