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“Why doesn’t your mama have a man to take care of the grounds?” she questioned after she had told him something of her parents and home. Mrs. Bennett put down the pan of batter-cake dough and gave him his good-morning kiss. His head was level with hers. “Thank you, my big boy. Mother will soon have a man to look to. Go in and get your breakfast; you must be nearly famished.” The sunbeam somehow got into the internal decorations of Nancy and filtered out through her eyes. Their amber depths seemed to have turned into liquid gold..
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Clarence had crossed the Pons Asinorum; a series of intoxicated circles, with sharp-cornered triangles piercing their fat sides, bore eloquent testimony to his faltering steps. “O mother, how can there be joy if life is all work and never any fun?” He took her hand and pressed it against his cheek. “Wait till the clouds roll by, Jenny, “Lady of the Lake?” she finished quickly in a question. “Do you know that, too? I love it.”.
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