Pottiswick had mentioned muttering. ’ ‘But, no,’ She dimpled. “The smallest will do for me quite well. You foolish girl!” Ann Veronica took that in silence. “What did it matter?” she cried. When the twins had first come to live in the 208 house, they were thin and bony, their tiny mouths crying for food. “Queer letters he writes,” she said. For Ruth grew lovelier as the days went on.
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