Inside Duquet something like a tightly closed pine cone licked by fire opened abruptly and he exploded with incensed and uncontrollable fury, a lifes pent-up rage. No one helped me, he shrieked, I did everything myself. I endured. I contended with powerful men. I suffered in the wilderness. I accepted the risk I might die. No one helped me! The boys gaze shifted, the fever-boiled eyes following Duquets rising arm closing only when the tomahawk split his brain.
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Themes
- Anger — Managing emotion, frustration, and the fires within