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"DESPAIR DEFERRED ... ?"

work. But the former was no more defense against inner defeat than the latter. No, the only defense was to know, to demonstrate daily-ritually, as she did, alone by herself-that hope was dead, that there was nothing to fear, because hope, fear's accomplice, was being duly and daily certified as dead and buried.
She was meditating over this on her knees one day, with the soap dish with its water in it, the bottle with its stopper "officially" loosened till you could just smell almonds, when she noticed that her tongue, running idly around the inside of her mouth, had found a cavity in the back of one of the lower bicuspids. She hadn't been to the dentist for monthsshe was due for a routine inspection just at the time that time stopped. But, of course, she couldn't go now; that wouldn't do. Utterly inconsistent. Why keep up roof repairs in a house you have mined and mean to blow up the moment a long-expected event materializes? Through that small repaired cavity hope and the reacceptance of life would steal in on its own terms and not on one's own rational conditions. Even if the tooth ached, it would be a constant reminder to her not to forget, not to settle down again. Even if it was septic-well, death by premature aging was perhaps kinder and better for everyone than the cyanide way-if there was time. One thing was clear: just the wish to avoid natural death should not lure her back to going on with life-at-anycost.
Then, there was Simpkins at the farm. She remembered vividly how he had said to her, that day she'd given up hope and resolved to die, "I'm fifty, Miss, but good for another twenty years, and to think I'd have to live out my life under

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