"Your son," answered the boy. ” “We might even have—given it up for them!” “I wonder if we could. ‘Still—here? Wasting your—time. Ruth's mind was fertile soil; for a long time to come it would be something of a hothouse: green things would spring up and blossom overnight. Yet he stays. The doorbell tinkled and Michelle grabbed her purse and rushed down the creaky wooden stairs. She produced from the depths of her pride the ugly investigatory note of the modern district visitor.
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