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THE OCTOPUS A Story of California by Frank Norris ... - Pink Monkey

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tissue paper, the pretty tinted photographs that had hung on the<br />

wall--the choir boys with beautiful eyes, the pensive young girls<br />

in pink gowns--the pieces <strong>of</strong> wood carving that represented quails<br />

and ducks, and, last <strong>of</strong> all, its curtains <strong>of</strong> crisp, clean muslin,<br />

cruelly torn and crushed--the bed, the wonderful canopied bed so<br />

brave and gay, <strong>of</strong> which Hilma had been so proud, thrust out there<br />

into the common road, torn from its place, from the discreet<br />

intimacy <strong>of</strong> her bridal chamber, violated, pr<strong>of</strong>aned, flung out<br />

into the dust and garish sunshine for all men to stare at, a<br />

mockery and a shame.<br />

To Hilma it was as though something <strong>of</strong> herself, <strong>of</strong> her person,<br />

had been thus exposed and degraded; all that she held sacred<br />

pilloried, gibbeted, and exhibited to the world's derision.<br />

Tears <strong>of</strong> anguish sprang to her eyes, a red flame <strong>of</strong> outraged<br />

modesty overspread her face.<br />

"Oh," she cried, a sob catching her throat, "oh, how could they<br />

do it?" But other fears intruded; other greater terrors impended.<br />

"Go on," she cried to Vacca, "go on quickly."<br />

But Vacca would go no further. He had seen what had escaped<br />

Hilma's attention, two men, deputies, no doubt, on the porch <strong>of</strong><br />

the ranch house. They held possession there, and the evidence <strong>of</strong><br />

the presence <strong>of</strong> the enemy in this raid upon Quien Sabe had<br />

daunted him.<br />

"No, SIR," he declared, getting out <strong>of</strong> the carry-all, "I ain't<br />

going to take you anywhere where you're liable to get hurt.<br />

Besides, the road's blocked <strong>by</strong> all this stuff. You can't get the<br />

team <strong>by</strong>."<br />

Hilma sprang from the carry-all.<br />

"Come," she said to Mrs. Derrick.<br />

The older woman, trembling, hesitating, faint with dread, obeyed,<br />

and Hilma, picking her way through and around the wreck <strong>of</strong> her<br />

home, set <strong>of</strong>f <strong>by</strong> the trail towards the Long Trestle and Hooven's.<br />

When she arrived, she found the road in front <strong>of</strong> the German's<br />

house, and, indeed, all the surrounding yard, crowded with<br />

people. An overturned buggy lay on the side <strong>of</strong> the road in the<br />

distance, its horses in a tangle <strong>of</strong> harness, held <strong>by</strong> two or three

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