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14 Snapshots notice when son1ething is n1issing, because it has to be repair \ or because you have lent it, for example.' Again I heard ·the unnat...

14 Snapshots notice when son1ething is n1issing, because it has to be repair \ or because you have lent it, for example.' Again I heard ·the unnatural sound of my ect voice and I we on: 'I ren1ember my mother once asked me f. nt i _I would help her polish the silver. It was a very long time ago and I was probabI bored that day or perhaps I had to stay at home because I wa~ ill, as she had never asked me before. I ask ed her which silver she meant and _she replied, surprised, tha t it was the spoons forks and knives, of course. And that was didn't know the cutlery we ate oyff every day the strange thing, i was silver.' The girl laughed again. 'I betyou don't know it is either.' I looked intently at her. 'What we eat with?' she asked. 'Well, do you know?'. She hesitated. She walked to the s del,IU I IQ& I open adrawer. 'I'll look. It' ' I ' I I jumped up. 'I was trai n.' She had her hand on my mother?' 'No, I must go.' I wa&. open. 'I can find my own As I walked down the and forks. At the corner of the road Street, it said. I had been But now I didn't want to ac ere bec aus e~· ~t: a ,I with the famj)jar:.life-0 r. p-when, severed_from... ;. surroUlldi~g~ And wha ~ small rented room where ,.. along the windows and in the narrow table dra '' I resolved to forget forget, that would be the I  rh~Address I followed the girl along the passage. An old-fashioned iron ttanukkah 1 candle-holder hung next to a mirror. We never used it because it was much more c~~b~r_sQ_~e than a single candlestick. f'f\uCA,,\ 'f