” “Have you been getting enough sleep lately, Martin?” He almost tripped. He addressed the boy as Jay. The farmer was a widow who was slightly famous around town for his prize cows and slightly more famous for his good looks. He could not pull her soul apart now to satisfy that queer absorbing, delving thing which was his literary curiosity; he had put her outside that circle. ” Lucy cried, drawing attention from the somber crowd.
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