From the opposite corner under the trees a man with his hat slouched over his eyes stood and glowered at them. ” “Why?” asked Hetty. "I knew how it would be," she cried, in the shrill voice peculiar to a shrew, "when you brought that worthless hussy's worthless brat into the house. “It isn’t quite that we’re toys. She isn't used to cities. Then, quite insensibly, her queenliness had declined.
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