Ann

Ann is only one of many “hurricane conspirators” who believe the storm has changed everything.

Ann Hutchinson had gone to the village school and been presented with prizes for needlework and good behavior.

Ann answered only by her tears; and for some minutes they walked on in silence.

For many minutes after Ann had left her, the girl lay stretched out upon the bed.

Then he heard Lynda say, and it almost seemed as if she spoke from a distance she could not cross, “Little Ann, bring father.”

Lady Ann stood speechless, and stared at him with her icicle-eyes.