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startlingly home to me that the matter was serious, very serious. If my dad wasn't laughing with any part of his face there was something very wrong. So I turned from him and, looking at my mother, I said, "I never done anything naughty, Main. Don took me behind the bushes. He wanted me to lie down so he could show me about the operation, and I wouldn't...."
    I felt my dad's fingers pressing on my hands, and when I looked back at him he was looking across the room to my Aunt Phyllis, and he said quietly, "What do you say to that, Phyllis?"
    "I say she's a little liar."
    "Well, it's up to us to say the same about Don, isn't it?"
    "Look, I know my Don, he wouldn't have come home in that state if he had been telling a lie. He was upset, I've never seen the lad so upset, disgusted I would say. Surprised and disgusted at her. You've always given her too much rope ... running mad about the fells like a wild thing."
    "That's our business, Phyllis, how we bring up our baims." It was my mother speaking, her voice tight and steady.
    "And;
    I'm telling you here and now that I dont believe a word of it. " If you had said it was Cissie Campbell I might have believed you, but "
    But not when it's her, oh, no! " Aunt Phyllis's tone was deriding.
    "Well, let me tell you, if she was to go down on her bended knees before a priest this minute and tell him that she didn't do it, I wouldn't believe her, so there. And that's my;
    last word on the matter. " She turned her gaze on me again, | then most surprisingly she said, her voice laden with bitterness, " You and your silly laugh. "
    The kitchen door and the back door had banged before any of us moved, then my mother with her fingers linked tightly together came to me and, kneeling down so that her face was on a level with mine and my dad's, she said to me softly, "Christine, pay attention.... Tell me, did you?
    Now dont be frightened, just tell me if you did or not. Did you take your ... your knickers off when Don was there and ... and ..." Before she had finished her struggling words I cried, "No!
    Mam, no! You know I wouldn't do that. " Her hand covered mine when it was resting on my dad's knee, and she said, still quietly, " I thought you wouldn't. "
    My mother got to her feet and went and looked out of the window, and after a few moments she said, "This is going to make things awkward."
    "Aye," said Dad, 'it will for a time, but it'll pass over. Lads get funny notions, he's at a funny age. Try to think of that, Annie. "
    My mother still kept looking out of the window as she said, "I've never liked Don, and now I know why."
    Dad made a sound that wasn't a laugh but tried to be as he said, "Well, she's returned the compliment: she doesn't like ours."
    He didn't say which one of us my Aunt Phyllis disliked, but the pressure on my arm as he automatically pulled me nearer told me. And I remember the surprise I felt, for whenever I went into the house next door I was always nice to my Aunt Phyllis. I had never answered her back, not once, and I had never been cheeky to her oh no, that was the last thing I would have dreamed of and I always noticed when she had something new and would say, "I like that, Aunt Phyllis," although very often I didn't know what the things were for. And when I would go in to my mother and say excitedly, "Aunt Phyllis has got a new tablecloth, Mam, silky it is," or, "Aunt Phyllis has a new ornament, Mam," she would make no comment whatever, but always tell me to get on with this or that, or go out to play. And because of my mother's attitude I felt that I was the only one who noticed my Aunt Phyllis's nice things, so besides being surprised I felt hurt to know that she didn't like me.
    But even all this upset was obliterated from my mind the next day when Fifty Gunthorpe was thrust on to my horizon. Fitty lived in a caravan with his father on a piece of spare ground at the edge of Bog's End.
    He was a man six foot or more tall, thin and gangling and subject to epileptic
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