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The both of them puttering about the tidy two-story house, Lucy would serve them both steaming cups of tea in the front parlor. He too, when she had disappeared, called a carriage. " "My poor son!" groaned the widow, sinking backwards. “Perhaps, as I’ve only just arrived,” she remarked, “I might be forgiven if I do not change my skirt. ’ ‘It’s no use blaming me, Gerald,’ uttered Roding, shrugging helplessly as his senior turned questioning eyes on him. But he died when he was a child—long ago—long ago—long ago. There was a photo of her that looked exactly like you. Larry would be up soon.
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