"Do not ride your bicycle around the er," the mother had told the daughter when she was seven.
"Why not!" protested the girl.
"Because then I ot see you and you will fall down and cry and I will not hear you."
"How do you know Ill fall?" whihe girl.
"It is in a book, The Twenty-Six Malignant Gates, all the bad things that happen to you outside the prote of this house."
"I dont believe you. Let me see the book."
"It is written in ese. You ot uand it. That is why you must listen to me."
"What are they, then?" the girl demanded. "Tell me the twenty-six bad things."
But the mother sat knitting in silence.
"What twenty-six!" shouted the girl.
The mother still did not answer her.
"You t tell me because you dont know! You dont know anything!" And the girl ran outside, jumped on her bicycle, and in her hurry to get away, she fell before she even reached the er.