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"My son! my dear, dear son!" returned Mrs. “Tell him to drive—anywhere,” she exclaimed. ‘Go on up to the boy, my dear. That is my real milieu, and one that I am convinced you would not only adorn but delight in. Lucy found solace in the lack of sunshine, but the November cold was over the top, even for Illinois. ” She stood up and held her arms toward him.
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