" "But they are everything to me," cried Jack, stooping to pick them up. “Oh, my dear!” she cried, and suddenly flung herself, kneeling, into her husband’s arms. He returned to the car, Cokes in hand. ’ Her gaze followed the butler, who was moving towards the door. The Wastrel—as we call him—cannot play when he's sober; hands too shaky. Beautiful sculptures of sugar and almond paste decorated the long tables, delicate replicas of flowers and miniature animals, even a small Palazzo sculpted from cakes graced the table.
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