My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.


Part X, ch. 51 (Sylvia Barrett) - Up the Down Staircase (1965)


My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.

My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.

My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.

My words never reached him; I could almost hear them drop, one by one, like so many pebbles against a closed window.