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Instructions: Make use of Gertrude Stein.
No, Gertrude, make use of me.
From this brief analysis [comparing Stein's college experiments on hysteria and automatic writing to her own writing] it is apparent that, although it is quite plausible that the work is due to a second personality successfully split off from Miss Stein's conscious self, it is a very flimsy sort of personality indeed. It is intellectually unopinionated, is emotionally cold, and has no past. It is unread and unlearned beyond grammar school. It is as easily influenced as a child; a heard word may force itself into whatever sentence may be under construction at the moment, or it may break the sentence up altogether and irremediably. (Skinner, 1934)
Gertrude, Augustine, and I are three types. We each have a secret.
For Gertrude, it was her brother.
Gertrude was good at keeping secrets, especially secrets she liked very much.
Before Alice, there were two. There were a very special two.
“May I?” he'd ask from the doorway of her room.
“You may,” she'd reply.
And after—