Mislaid. Nell Zink
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Название: Mislaid
Автор: Nell Zink
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Современная зарубежная литература
isbn: 9780008157814
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Fourth Estate
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First published in Great Britain by Fourth Estate in 2015
First published in the United States by Ecco in 2015
Text © Nell Zink 2015
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be identified as the author of this work
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Source ISBN: 9780008139605
Ebook Edition © July 2015 ISBN: 9780008157814 Version: 2016-03-22
Contents
My life would be harder
without the magnificent collective
Zeitenspiegel Reportagen,
to whose members and supporters
I gratefully dedicate this book
… among the rabble—men,
Lion ambition is chained down—
And crouches to a keeper’s hand—
Not so in deserts, where the grand—
The wild—the terrible, conspire
With their own breath to fan his fire.
—E. A. Poe, “Tamerlane”
Stillwater College sat on the fall line south of Petersburg. One half of the campus was elevated over the other half, and the waters above were separated from the waters below by a ledge with stone outcroppings. The waters below lay still, and the waters above flowed down. They seeped into the sandy ground before they had time to form a stream. And that’s why the house had been named Stillwater. It overlooked a lake that lay motionless as if it had been dug with shovels and hand-lined with clay. But the lake had been there as long as anyone could remember. It had no visible outlet, and no docks because a piling might puncture the layer of clay. Nobody swam in the lake because of the leeches in the mud. There was no fishing because girls don’t fish.
The house had been a plantation. After the War Between the States it was turned into a school for girls, and after that a teachers’ college, and in the 1930s a women’s college. In the 1960s it was a mecca for lesbians, with girls in shorts standing in the reeds to smoke, popping little black leeches with their fingers, risking expulsion for cigarettes and going in the lake.
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