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“A new kind of hen,” retorted Moses. In his anticipation of the Sunday afternoon treat in store for him, Moses dreamed all that night of little dark-skinned men running round after him with bowls of rice and jabbing him with chop-sticks. Here she produced a picture of a nest of young robins, their beaks wide open for a tempting morsel hanging from the bill of father robin. Betty, not interested in intricate relationships, tiptoed into the parlor and uncovering the organ, played with one finger “Home Sweet Home.” The wool-embroidered motto on the wall almost wept..