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Excerpt from Richard Hughes: An Omnibus
The earliest thing I can remember is sitting, at the head of a ¿ight of steep stairs, playing with a red tin milk-cart. There was a gate at the top of the stairs, since this was the nursery floor; but it was Open. There was a room behind me, and in the room on my left my sister was sitting, playing also.
The memory is simply a ¿ash. I did not even during the course of it look round and actually see my sister; but I must have done so shortly before, since I was conscious she was there. The only time I remember her appearance was once when we both 'naughtily pushed our way through a hole in the garden fence. Another ¿ash. She was in front of me that time.
I do not remember much else of that period, seeing I had myself been born less than two years before.
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