me--'Now,Jeremy
dear--''Blow
your
nose,Jeremy
dear--''Wipe
your
feet,Jeremy
dear.'Look
at the
things she
wears and
the way
she
walks.If I
did have
to have an
aunt
always I'd
have a
decent
one,not an
old
clothes
bag."What
happened
to Jeremy
at the
moment?Did
he
recollect
that only
a few
hours
before he
had been
hating
Aunt Amy
with a
fine
frenzy of
hatred?For
nearly a
week he
had been
chafing
under her
restraint,combating
her
commands,defying
her
