“He understands that the ‘childish things’ are not really things; not objects. Saint Paul is not talking about what you do with the toys you have outgrown. He is talking about your character. Put away. Put away. The irony is horrible. The suggestion, being offered with the usual mix of piety and end-of-term bonhomie, is that you should take the innocent child in your hands and murder it. Stuff the body into a cupboard. Lock the door. Is this what they expect of you now? James feels a savage loyalty to himself. He imagines now how he will kick and fight to prevent them from putting him away and replacing him with something else.”