John William Waterhouse A Mermaid

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tightly.’ SHE STILL IS. BUT IT IS ALSO HERE. OR ANYWHERE. IT IS ONLY A METAPHOR. AFTER ALL. ‘What she’s holding looks real enough.’
JUST BECAUSE SOMETHING IS A METAPHOR DOESN’T MEAN IT CAN’T BE REAL.
Miss Flitworth was aware of a faint echo in the voice, as though the words were being spoken by two people almost, never asked themselves whether the newts got out to go to the lavatory.

She frowned. ‘I’m not saying young Simnel’s a bad lad, but are you sure he’ll do it? It’s asking a lot of a man like him to destroy something like that.’
I HAD NO CHOICE. THE LITTLE FURNACE HERE ISN’T GOOD ?TOUGH?.but not quite, in sync. ‘How long have you got?’A MATTER OF HOURS.‘And the scythe?’I GAVE THE BLACKSMITH STRICT INSTRUCTIONS. l People have believed for hundreds of years that newts in a well mean that the water’s fresh and drinkable, and in all that time