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54 subject : Mississippi--Fiction. Page i Black Cloud, White Cloud Author and Artist Series Page ii By Ellen Douglas A Family's Affairs Black Cloud, White Cloud Where the Dreams Cross Apostles of Light The Rock Cried Out A Lifetime Burning The Magic Carpet and Other Tales Can't Quit You, Baby Page iii Black Cloud, White Cloud by Ellen Douglas Illustrated by Elizabeth Wolfe Page iv Disclaimer: Some images in the original version of this book are not available for inclusion in the netLibrary eBook.
He slithered out on the planks, like a man on rotten ice, and dropped a loop of rope down to her while Clarence stood back a safe distance behind the fence, and muttered every now and then to himself, "Lord God, Miss Tété. " Moving slowly and cautiously, Tété let go one of the privet switches, took hold of the rope and pulled the loop over her head and under her left arm. A shower of dirt rained down on her head and shoulders. She leaned her face against the bluff and did not move for a few minutes.
I could," she said. "Don't you worry about that. " "You! " He broke off and sat down. He had shocked himself. She was shocked, too. " she said. " He shook his head and swayed a little in his chair. . " Tété got up and came around the table. " she said. She bent over him, looking into his face. "Your eyes are bloodshot," she said, and then, straightening up, stared down at him in incredulous outrage. "Keith Baird, you been in Selina's dewberry wine," she said. " He got up from the table, swaying.