" "I can't endure the odious baggage. You know—I wish I could roll my little body up small and squeeze it into your hand and grip your fingers upon it. ’ ‘Will you have done, Gerald?’ demanded Hilary, exasperated. I sang to him, and he was satisfied. “You will go and see her,” he begged. A pair of startled blue eyes looked up into his. Life is two things, that’s how I see it; two things mixed and muddled up together. You will do as I say, or—’ ‘Hoy!’ called Trodger from down the hall.
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