"One closet is marked 'Poisons.' It contains the most awful poisons
mankind knows. That's why it's always locked and only the owner and his
assistant may have the key to it. Now look about you. Half of what you
see here is poison, too. Everything written these days vitiates the soul
and lures it to its destruction. Yet I must keep the wicked books, and
though my heart bleeds I must hand them over to any and everybody who
asks for them. Oh, I need but to think of my undutiful daughters. No use
my telling them not to--they read at any rate. They read and read the
whole night long, and when they were crammed full of impudence and
corruption, they didn't like the food I prepared for them, and all they
wanted to do was to go out walking. On top of it all they went sneaking
off to their father, that miserable cur, that common cheat, that
pock-marked scum of the earth. Child, I warn you against that man.
Should you ever meet him, lift your skirts and spit, the way I'm
spitting now."
Lilly shuddered at the man's frightful vileness, but took some courage
in the thought that she had found her natural protector in this
excellent woman.
An hour later they went to supper, which consisted of mush and
sandwiches, with nothing but clarified fat between. Lilly, whose palate
had not been pampered, was easily persuaded that nobody in the world
knew how to prepare such dainty mush, and that the emperor himself was
seldom served with more delicious sandwiches. Had a little ham been
added to the repast, such as she had gotten for supper every evening at
the hospital, the acme of earthly enjoyments in her opinion would have
been attained.
Going to bed provided her with another pleasure. The books of the
circulating library were kept in a large room with three windows,
divided into four compartments by two bookcases running from the
windowed wall deep into the room and by a counter opposite the door
leading into the hall. A passageway along the wall dividing the library
from the inner room was the only means of getting from one compartment
to another.
When bedtime came Mrs. Asmussen had Lilly carry to the compartment
farthest from the hall door two bench-like pieces of furniture and mount
a spring-mattress on them. This completely blocked the space crosswise,
so that, to get into bed, Lilly had to jump over the bottom rail of the
benches. She thought it great sport.
Wedged in between perpendicular bookcases, the window-sill at her head,
a chair holding her impedimenta at her feet, the Song of Songs clasped
in her arms, Lilly fell asleep.
The next morning her apprenticeship began.
Lilly was instructed as to the system according to which the thousands
of volumes were ranged on the shelves. As she knew her A B C's, she
would have been able to fetch any book from its place at the end of five
minutes if only Mrs. Asmussen had followed her own scheme and not
produced utter confusion by disposing the books arbitrarily.
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