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Updated: May 15, 2025
Old Nanna brought Baby John and put him on his grandmother's knee. Dorothy and Nicholas went off with Mary-Nanna to the party. Michael forgot all about playing with himself. He stayed where he was, drawn by the spectacle of Grannie and the Aunties. Grannie was clucking and chuckling to Baby John as she had clucked and chuckled to her own babies long ago.
At a party I can't feel all of myself at once like I do now." She loved his strange thoughts as she loved his strange beauty, his reddish yellow hair, his light hazel eyes that were not hers and not Anthony's. "What will you do, sweetheart, all afternoon, without Nicky and Dorothy and Mary-Nanna?" "I don't want Nicky and Dorothy and Mary-Nanna. I want Myself. I want to play with Myself."
I liked it," before anybody had time to pity him. When Mary-Nanna stepped on his train and broke the tender, he said "It's all right. I don't care. I shall make another." It was no use Grannie saying, "Don't care came to a bad end"; Nicky made it evident that a bad end would be life's last challenge not to care. No accident, however unforeseen, would ever take him at a disadvantage.
She could hear Old Nanna talking to Michael and telling him to be a good boy. She could hear young Mary-Nanna singing to Baby John. Baby John was too young himself to go to parties; so to make up for that he was riding furiously on Mary-Nanna's knee to the tune of the "Bumpetty-Bumpetty Major!" It was Nicky's first party. That was why he was excited.
He came, running like a little dog, obediently. Michael was glad that he had been sent across the Heath to Grannie's house with a message. It made him feel big and brave. Besides, it would put off the moment when Mary-Nanna would come for him, to make him ready for the party. He was not sure that he wanted to go to it. Michael did not much like going to Grannie's house either.
Jerry's coat shone like black looking-glass, and the top of his head smelt sweet, like a dove's breast. And he had yellow eyes. Mary-Nanna said they would turn green some day. But Nicky didn't believe it. Mary-Nanna was only ragging. Jerry's eyes would always be yellow. Mr. Parsons declared that Nicky sat for whole hours meditating on Jerry, as if in this way he could make him last longer.
And Auntie Louie had kept the key in her pocket. Funerals meant taking people away. Old Nanna wouldn't let him talk about it; but Mary-Nanna had told him that was what funerals meant.
It could not be said that any of them was amusing. She could still hear Mary-Nanna singing her song about the Bumpetty-Bumpetty Major. She could still hear Old Nanna talking to Michael and telling him to be a good boy. That could only end in Michael being naughty. To avert naughtiness or any other disaster from her children was the end of Frances's existence. So she called Michael to come to her.
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