Grandmothers and grandfathers and uncles and aunts … to love and to coddle lonely little girls. She was standing before a window, against the background of the rain-burdened April sky. For a long time he remained standing before the fire, staring at the situation. A single false step might have precipitated him into the street; or, if he had trodden upon an unsound part of the roof, he must have fallen through it. She walked over to them still carrying the trousers in her hands, and stooped to examine them. “I’m mostly self-taught.
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