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Joan made a swift effort to hide her surprise. She had never heard of her mother having been upon the stage. She looked at him and smiled. “It’s quite easy,” she answered. “I always see her as she lay there with all the sorrow gone from her. She looked so beautiful and kind.”!
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She wondered later why she had not been surprised to see him. But at the time it seemed to be in the order of things that she should look up and find him there. “No, it wasn’t,” answered the child. “Most of them were against it. And then there was Mama,” she added in a lower tone. She made a little impatient movement with her hands that was characteristic of her. “Personally, I like men,” she went on. “It is so splendid the way they enjoy life: just like a dog does, whether it’s wet or fine. We are always blinking up at the clouds and worrying about our hat. It would be so nice to be able to have friendship with them.
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