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“I don’t know.” “First they feed the cow a barrel of sugar, then they freeze her, after that milk her; and there you have your ice cream.” Even the white chickens followed in a cackling bunch as they always did when Billy appeared at this hour, for it was almost feeding time. And the pigeons wheeled and whirred, lighting almost under foot only to be up and off again, a flash of white and gray. “Do you know how ice cream is made, May Nell?” Jimmy asked to break the oppression..