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🏆 “Your mother’s,” he answered. “I built them the year I came back from America and gave them to her. I thought it would interest her. Perhaps it would, if I had left her to her own ways.” Again he looked at her with that odd, inquisitive expression. “She never got over it?” he asked.!

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