![]() In the child's mind a breach now appeared: between what she believed she knew of herself, essentially, and her essence as others seemed to understand it. She was unable to glean real satisfaction from accidents. She could not help her mutated will - no more than she could help the shape of her feet or the street on which she was born. Wasn't it possible that what others mistook as intelligence might in fact be only a sort of mutation of the will? She could sit in one place longer than other children be bored for hours without complaint, and was completely devoted to filling in every last corner of the coloring books Augustus Blake sometimes brought home. On the other hand, that she should receive any praise for such reflexive habits baffled the girl, for she knew herself to be fantastically stupid about many things. ![]() ![]() ![]() “She wanted to read things - could not resist wanting to read things - and reading was easily done, and relatively inexpensive. ![]()
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