In nearly every speech she heard was the same implication of great and necessary changes in the world—changes to be won by effort and sacrifice indeed, but surely to be won. He had, however, planned brilliant careers for his two sons, and, with a certain human amount of warping and delay, they were pursuing these. There was no one to be seen. “Hola Marteen!” She exclaimed cheerfully. Slowly a mirthless and very unpleasant smile dawned upon his face. But it strikes me there's a nigger in the woodpile somewhere, as you Yankees say. It has something to do with the fact that my Mom had them when she was only seventeen.
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