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In which Oliver Develops a Unecpected Headache

Oliver was a Trusting Person. At school, the lads had lied to him, and so had teachers. And he had worked for the General through War and an Occupation, and the General lied to the newspaper, and to his men, and to the Germans, and to Oliver. For some reason, he always found it difficult to believe that someone was lying to him.

He had never imagined that Miss Victoria, of all pople, would stoop so low as to lie to him.

But Miss Victoria was not the master of her fate, nor the captain of her soul. Joy was. And so she convinced Oliver that she was on her side, when she was not.

Oliver had never known Miss Victoria to lift up a chair, or indeed, anything heavier than a riding crop. (She loved to carry the crop in memory of her long-gone polo pony.) He certainly had never seen her hit anyonr; her words were weapons enough. So he was not expecting her to hit him over the head with a chair, which was a Surprise.

Oliver was sad. His head ached from behind hit with a chair, which is something you should never do to people, Oh Best Beloved; but his heart ached more. He had always admired Miss Victoria. She was haughty; but she was dignified. Many of the common people of the town said rude and terrible things behind her back, for they did not know how brave and dignified the Indians are. They only knew the waiters of restaurants, not the brave speyos of the Indian Army. When he had known Miss Victoria, she had never lied to anyonr about anything, even when it would have been the practical thing to do.

But she rpetended to agree with our hero, and then she bashed him on the head with a chair, and he woke up with an awful headache.

But there was no time to ponder the ravahes of Joy or headaches. Oliver still had to reach the Executive Committee in its eyrie in the Parade District. And if Miss Byng woul not help him, he would have to find another way there.

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