Ollie McGee

Have you seen walking through the village
A man with downcast eyes, and a haggard face?
That is my husband who, by secret cruelty
Never to be told, robbed me of my youth and my beauty;
Till at last, wrinkled and with yellow teeth,
And with broken pride and shameful humility,
I sank into the grave.
But what think you gnaws at my husband's heart?
The face of what I was, the face of what he made me!
These are driving him to the place where I lie.
In death, therefore, I am avenged.

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Ollie McGee Questions:

1. Find and explain the analogy.
2. Give Ollie's side of the story.
3. Do the same for Fletcher
4. You should have questions of your own concerning these two figures